Grandpa Bernie’s Bedtime Stories is an excellent collection of tales that are filled with wonder and imagination that will sure fill your child’s night with sweet dreams. As I was reading the stories to my daughters, I was at first disappointed at the level of excitement to the stories. I felt that some of the stories were a bit anti-climatic. However, as I gazed upon my children and saw how relaxed they were and still engaged in the story, I thought, perhaps I have been doing it wrong the whole time. I loved reading tales full of adventure and excitement to my kids before bed, hoping that it would give them fantastic and imaginative dreams. That it did, but it also made the whole ‘bedtime’ situation last hours at times, because my girls would get so riled up with the story that they had a hard time settling down and falling asleep. After reading one of the tales from this book, my girls fell asleep shortly. It wasn’t that the tales were boring, they weren’t! They were actually quite interesting and had tons of exploration and discovery, but the pace that these things were revealed was the key. The slow-paced, but engaging stories were the perfect type for bedtime.
About Grandpa Bernie’s Bedtime Stories
Grandpa Bernie’s Bedtime Stories
by Bernard Ditchik
Publication Date: June 13, 2016
Genre: Children’s Books
These delightful tales are sure to help your little ones settle down and drift contentedly off to sleep. Written by a grandfather for his own kids and grandchildren, these eighteen entertaining stories feature lots of talking animals, including a kangaroo who teaches a pony how to jump, a little bear who wants to play baseball, a coyote who learns to fly, a magic balloon that takes a little girl all the way to Japan and back, and some resourceful ants who build a swimming pool so they can play as well as work. It’s full of positive images and plots that inspire creative solutions to various challenges. A lovely read-aloud adventure the whole family will enjoy!
From “The Coyote Who Learned To Fly”
“Can you sing, Tommy?” asked Lulu.
“Oh, no. I can hum a little, but I can’t sing. I can run very fast, though. Watch this!” And he ran up the side of a small hill and back.
“That was a great run, Tommy,” cried Lulu. “I can’t run very fast but watch this!”
Away she flew—high up into the sky. She flew in great big circles and then landed right next to the little coyote.
“That was wonderful!” exclaimed Tommy. “I’d love to be able to do that. Do you think I can learn to fly?”
“Well,” said Lulu, “you need wings to fly.”
“I don’t have any,” the coyote said.
“No, you don’t,” Lulu replied. “But maybe we can make you a pair. Come home with me and we’ll see what we can do.”
After a lot of hard work, they made a pair of wings to fit Tommy. Lulu fastened them on the excited coyote. He stood on his hind legs and tried to flap his wings, but he was barely able to move them.
“I didn’t know how much strength it takes to fly,” said Tommy. He took his wings off, sat down and started to think. Suddenly he smiled and said, “Lulu, I have an idea. Come with me.”
I didn’t begin my career as an author by writing stories. First, I was a storyteller. Let me explain. Many years ago, when our children were very young, I would sit on their beds at bedtime and tell them a story. Instead of reading a story written by someone else, I preferred to make up my own story right on the spot. They were stories about animals who learned to fly, children who talked to birds, alligators who were friends with elephants, and even one about a horse that learned to jump like a kangaroo. Our children loved them. So I made up lot of stories. Then there was a long period of time when there was no one who wanted to listen to my stories because they had all grown up!
But then, something wonderful happened. We had our first grandchild—and I became Grandpa Bernie. One day, one of my daughters said, “Dad, you have so many stories. I think other children would like to hear them.” That’s when I became an author.
At the age of 93, I am still playing tennis (doubles only) five times a week in a 60+ league. I have been married 64 years to my wonderful wife, Faigie, had three children, and five grandchildren. I continue to sit in my favorite chair, with a large pad on my lap, and a pen in my hand, lean back, and let my imagination soar.