Big Bird was looking for someone to play with.
“Here comes Bert,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “I bet he will play catch with me.”
“Hi, Bert!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “Let’s play catch.”
Bert kept on walking.
“Not today,” đã đưa ý kiến Bert. “Ernie is waiting for me.”
Big Bird looked surprised.
“Oh,” he said.
Just then Grover ran out of his house.
He had a shiny new truck.
“Hi, Grover!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “That’s a nice truck. Let’s play with it.”
Grover kept on running.
“I am sorry, Big Bird, but I am giving it to Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Grover.
Big Bird looked sad.
“Oh,” he said.
Then Big Bird saw Cookie Monster.
He had a big box of cookies.
“Hi, Cookie! Want to play?”
Cookie shook his head.
“Me bring Ernie cookies,” đã đưa ý kiến Cookie.
Big Bird looked mad.
“Nuts!” he said.
“No nuts!” đã đưa ý kiến Cookie Monster. “Cookies!”
Big Bird sat on the steps.
He felt terrible.
“Nobody cares about me!” he cried. “Just Ernie, Ernie, Ernie!”
Just then Betty Lou came by.
“Why are bạn so mad?” she asked Big Bird.
“Nobody will play with me. Everybody wants to play with Ernie,” he said.
“Oh, Big Bird, didn’t bạn know? Ernie is sick!” đã đưa ý kiến Betty Lou.
Big Bird looked surprised.
“Oh!” he said. “Well, I am sorry that Ernie is sick, but I bet he is having fun.”
Betty Lou took Big Bird’s hand.
“You are silly. It is not fun to be sick,” she said. “Come on. Let’s visit him.”
“Okay,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
Ernie was in bed.
Bert was trying to feed Ernie some soup.
“How do bạn feel?” asked Big Bird.
“Terrible,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I have a bad…a-A-ACHOO!”
“You have a bad cold,” đã đưa ý kiến Betty Lou.
“I know,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie.
He blew his nose.
“Gee, Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “Bert made bạn some good soup. Grover gave bạn a new truck. Even Cookie was nice to you. bạn are so lucky to be sick.”
Ernie blew his nose again.
“Lucky?” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I feel AWFUL! I feel too sick to eat and too sick to play. Being sick is no fun!”
But Big Bird was not so sure.
Later that ngày he sat in his nest and đã đưa ý kiến to himself, “Everybody cares about bạn when bạn are sick.”
And then he got an idea.
“I will PRETEND to be sick!”
Just then Little Bird came bởi to visit his friend.
“Oh, I am SO sick!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
“That is too bad,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird. “I will try to make bạn feel better.
Big Bird smiled.
And Little Bird got busy.
He filled a hot-water bottle.
He swept out Big Bird’s nest.
He told Big Bird a bedtime story.
Then he said, “Go to sleep. I will stay with you.”
Big Bird sighed happily.
The tiếp theo morning Ernie came to Big Bird’s nest.
“Wake up, Big Bird!” he called. “I am all better. Want to play?”
Big Bird slowly opened his eyes.
“I am sorry, Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird. “But Big Bird can’t go out today. He is sick.”
Big Bird jumped out of his nest.
“I am not sick!” he said.
“But bạn were SO sick last night,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird.
“Well, I am not…a-A-ACHOO!…sick now,” sneezed Big Bird.
“You sound sick. How do bạn feel?” asked Ernie.
“Sort of hot and cold and funny in the tummy,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
“Get into your nest,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I will get Doctor Getwell.”
Soon Big Bird felt really sick.
He was glad to see Doctor Getwell.
The doctor felt Big Bird’s tummy.
He listened to Big Bird’s heart.
He looked in Big Bird’s mouth.
“You have a cold,” he said.
“I know,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
The doctor told him to drink lots of nước ép, nước trái cây and get lots of rest.
“Get well,” đã đưa ý kiến Doctor Getwell.
Lots of Big Bird’s Những người bạn came to visit him.
Bert made him a bowl of soup.
Grover gave him a Yo-Yo.
Cookie gave him cookies.
“Gee, thanks,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “But I feel too sick to eat and too sick to play.”
Big Bird slept a lot that day.
That night, he đã đưa ý kiến to Little Bird, “Ernie was right. Being sick is no fun. I feel terrible.”
Big Bird sneezed.
“You will feel better soon,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird.
And Little Bird was right.
In a few days Big Bird felt fine.
He ran to the park.
“I am all better! Isn’t that great?” he đã đưa ý kiến to his friends.
“It sure is, because it is no fun to be sick,” they said.
“Boy, bạn can say that again!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
And they all đã đưa ý kiến it again!
“Here comes Bert,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “I bet he will play catch with me.”
“Hi, Bert!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “Let’s play catch.”
Bert kept on walking.
“Not today,” đã đưa ý kiến Bert. “Ernie is waiting for me.”
Big Bird looked surprised.
“Oh,” he said.
Just then Grover ran out of his house.
He had a shiny new truck.
“Hi, Grover!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “That’s a nice truck. Let’s play with it.”
Grover kept on running.
“I am sorry, Big Bird, but I am giving it to Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Grover.
Big Bird looked sad.
“Oh,” he said.
Then Big Bird saw Cookie Monster.
He had a big box of cookies.
“Hi, Cookie! Want to play?”
Cookie shook his head.
“Me bring Ernie cookies,” đã đưa ý kiến Cookie.
Big Bird looked mad.
“Nuts!” he said.
“No nuts!” đã đưa ý kiến Cookie Monster. “Cookies!”
Big Bird sat on the steps.
He felt terrible.
“Nobody cares about me!” he cried. “Just Ernie, Ernie, Ernie!”
Just then Betty Lou came by.
“Why are bạn so mad?” she asked Big Bird.
“Nobody will play with me. Everybody wants to play with Ernie,” he said.
“Oh, Big Bird, didn’t bạn know? Ernie is sick!” đã đưa ý kiến Betty Lou.
Big Bird looked surprised.
“Oh!” he said. “Well, I am sorry that Ernie is sick, but I bet he is having fun.”
Betty Lou took Big Bird’s hand.
“You are silly. It is not fun to be sick,” she said. “Come on. Let’s visit him.”
“Okay,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
Ernie was in bed.
Bert was trying to feed Ernie some soup.
“How do bạn feel?” asked Big Bird.
“Terrible,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I have a bad…a-A-ACHOO!”
“You have a bad cold,” đã đưa ý kiến Betty Lou.
“I know,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie.
He blew his nose.
“Gee, Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “Bert made bạn some good soup. Grover gave bạn a new truck. Even Cookie was nice to you. bạn are so lucky to be sick.”
Ernie blew his nose again.
“Lucky?” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I feel AWFUL! I feel too sick to eat and too sick to play. Being sick is no fun!”
But Big Bird was not so sure.
Later that ngày he sat in his nest and đã đưa ý kiến to himself, “Everybody cares about bạn when bạn are sick.”
And then he got an idea.
“I will PRETEND to be sick!”
Just then Little Bird came bởi to visit his friend.
“Oh, I am SO sick!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
“That is too bad,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird. “I will try to make bạn feel better.
Big Bird smiled.
And Little Bird got busy.
He filled a hot-water bottle.
He swept out Big Bird’s nest.
He told Big Bird a bedtime story.
Then he said, “Go to sleep. I will stay with you.”
Big Bird sighed happily.
The tiếp theo morning Ernie came to Big Bird’s nest.
“Wake up, Big Bird!” he called. “I am all better. Want to play?”
Big Bird slowly opened his eyes.
“I am sorry, Ernie,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird. “But Big Bird can’t go out today. He is sick.”
Big Bird jumped out of his nest.
“I am not sick!” he said.
“But bạn were SO sick last night,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird.
“Well, I am not…a-A-ACHOO!…sick now,” sneezed Big Bird.
“You sound sick. How do bạn feel?” asked Ernie.
“Sort of hot and cold and funny in the tummy,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
“Get into your nest,” đã đưa ý kiến Ernie. “I will get Doctor Getwell.”
Soon Big Bird felt really sick.
He was glad to see Doctor Getwell.
The doctor felt Big Bird’s tummy.
He listened to Big Bird’s heart.
He looked in Big Bird’s mouth.
“You have a cold,” he said.
“I know,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
The doctor told him to drink lots of nước ép, nước trái cây and get lots of rest.
“Get well,” đã đưa ý kiến Doctor Getwell.
Lots of Big Bird’s Những người bạn came to visit him.
Bert made him a bowl of soup.
Grover gave him a Yo-Yo.
Cookie gave him cookies.
“Gee, thanks,” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird. “But I feel too sick to eat and too sick to play.”
Big Bird slept a lot that day.
That night, he đã đưa ý kiến to Little Bird, “Ernie was right. Being sick is no fun. I feel terrible.”
Big Bird sneezed.
“You will feel better soon,” đã đưa ý kiến Little Bird.
And Little Bird was right.
In a few days Big Bird felt fine.
He ran to the park.
“I am all better! Isn’t that great?” he đã đưa ý kiến to his friends.
“It sure is, because it is no fun to be sick,” they said.
“Boy, bạn can say that again!” đã đưa ý kiến Big Bird.
And they all đã đưa ý kiến it again!