February 24, 2013

Share a Smile Day (March 1) Children’s Stories, Poems, Etc


For children (of all ages) I surfed the Internet and found the following sites with stories, poems, and finger plays that provide Share a Smile Day entertainment.

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Q. Which is the longest word in the dictionary?
A. “Smiles”, because there is a mile between each “s”!

If peanut butter cookies are made from peanut butter, then what are Girl Scout cookies made out of?

Knock, knock. Who’s there? Aardvark. Aardvark who? Aardvark a million miles for one of your smiles!



Smelly shoes and socks shock sisters.
Sam’s shop stocks short spotted socks.
Sunshine city, sunshine city, sunshine city



Never smile at a crocodile!
No, you can’t get friendly with a crocodile

Don’t be taken in by his welcome grin
He’s imagining how well you’d fit within his skin
Never smile at a crocodile
Never dip your hat and stop to talk awhile
Never run, walk away, say good-night, not good-day
Clear the aisle but never smile at Mister Crocodile

You may very well be well bred
Lots of etiquette in your head
But there’s always some special case, time or place
To forget etiquette
For instance: Never smile at a crocodile
No, you can’t get friendly with c


Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
Written By: Unknown
Copyright Unknown
It isn’t any trouble
Just to S-M-I-L-E
It isn’t any trouble
Just to S-M-I-L-E
So smile when you’re in trouble,
It will vanish like a bubble
If you’ll only take the trouble
Just to S-M-I-L-E

It isn’t any trouble
Just to L-A-U-G-H
(or ha-ha-ha-ha laugh)
It isn’t any trouble
Just to L-A-U-G-H
(or ha-ha-ha-ha laugh)
So laugh when you’re in trouble,
It will    continue


by Margo Fallis

Big Bob Bumblebear was the happiest bumblebear in the land. He spent his day flying among the flowers, gathering pollen and buzzing away merrily. He had a smile on his face all day long and never frowned. Whenever Big Bob saw another bumblebear feeling said, he’d tickle them with flower petals, or tell them a joke, trying to cheer them up. He didn’t like any bumblebear to feel unhappy.
One day, as Big Bob was buzzing through the pansies, he was humming and having a wonderful time. He saw some of the other bumblebears sitting together on the grass. He flew over to them. They didn’t see him at first. He heard his name. “That Big Bob! All he does is smile. I am tired of him smiling all the time. He is a pain in the neck!” Big Bob couldn’t believe his ears. They were saying mean things about him. All he tried to do was make the other bumblebears happy and this is what they did; talk bad about him? Big Bob stopped smiling. He hung his head down and flew over to a patch of spring green grass and sat down. His antenna fell in front of his face. His wings sagged. He felt unhappy and very very sad.
All the other bumblebears stayed busy most of the day. “Say, where’s Big Bob?” Sally asked.
“I’ve not seen him all day,” Davy answered. “Has anyone seen Big Bob?” Davy went from flower to flower, asking every bumblebear he saw if they’d seen him.
“I’ve not seen him.”
“I don’t know where he is.”
“At least we don’t have to listen to him tell us to smile and be happy.”
“It just so happens that I like Big Bob’s smiles,” Davy said to the others. “I enjoy him    continue

One day, Miss Ellis gave her pupils a new assignment: an assignment on happiness. Her pupils would be “happiness collectors”, and were to see what would happen when they tried to bring happiness to those around them. As part of their assignment, all the students did really delightful, wonderful things, but what Carla Chalmers did left everyone gobsmacked. Several days after the assignment had been handed out, Carla turned up carrying a big sack.

“Here in this bag I have all the happiness I’ve collected so far,” she said, smiling.

On seeing this, everyone was filled with expectation, but Carla didn’t want to show anyone what was in the sack. Instead, she pulled out a small box and gave it to her teacher. When Miss Ellis had taken the box, Carla took an instant camera out of her own pocket and stood with it at the ready.

“Open it, Miss Ellis.”

The teacher slowly opened the box and looked inside. A big smile shone on her face, and at that moment Carla snapped a photo. Carla’s photo popped out the camera, and she offered it to Miss Ellis along with a sheet of paper. The teacher read the paper in silence, and when she had finished she gestured over at the sack.

“Oh, so it’s….”

“Yes!” interrupted Carla, undoing the knot which sealed the sack, “It’s a great big pile of continue


Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a princess who refused to smile. Never once, as far back as anyone could remember, had she ever curved her lips in pleasure. Her father, the King, offered a chest of gold coins to whomever could bring a grin to her face. Jesters, in their rainbow-colored outfits with bells jingling, came from far and wide to perform their jokes and antics. People of royalty brought sparkling gems to make her smile. Even the poor village folk presented their most precious treasures to offer as gifts, but the princess remained ever grim.

Finally, the Kingdom’s Sorcerer decided to give it a try. Surely a magic act would bring a smile to the Princess’s face. He arrived in his flowing black cloak and pointed hat with clouds of smoke encircling him like snakes. Bowing to the King, Queen, and Princess, he jiggled his wand and a bolt of lightning appeared in mid air, followed with a pop by a treasure chest, which floated downward to the floor, landing with a soft thud. With a snap of his long, elegant fingers, the lid sprung open, and colored balls, shiny toys, and books of all kinds spilled out onto the castle floor.

“Surely my Princess will smile at these gifts,” the Sorcerer said.

The Princess stood and walked to the chest. Studying the contents, she nudged a few items on the floor with her slipper, and sighed. She returned to her throne, unaffected by the treasure chest.

“You do not smile at my gifts,” the Sorcerer roared. “They are magic!”

Shaking her head back and forth, she answered, “I see nothing to smile about.”

Outraged, the King stood and faced his daughter, “You are a spoiled brat, and I am sick of your behavior!” He stormed from the room, and the Queen jumped from her throne and lifted her skirts to rush after him.

The Princess remained in place, unaffected by her parents’ tumultuous exit. The Sorcerer studied the girl without speaking.

With a moan, he paced back and forth, stopping now and then to gaze at the Princess. Finally, he turned on his heel, stiffened and jiggled his wand. POOF! To the amazement of all assembled, the Sorcerer and the Princess disappeared.

The Princess zoomed through a vast tunnel filled with continue


I have something in my pocket
That belongs upon my face
I keep it very close at hand
In a most convenient place

I think you wouldn’t guess it
If you guessed a long long while
So I’ll take it out and put it on
It’s a great big happy smile.

Smile. It’s the second best thing you can do with your lips.ADDIT




Smiles Wanted!

Practice Your Smile for ‘Share a Smile Day’

Warning: Do Not “Smile Someone” Today!


1 Comment »

  1. Thanks so much!!!!

    Comment by Shiff — September 1, 2014 @ 10:01 am | Reply

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