Hi,
This is Stefania and we've got another audio story for you.
This one is for children and adults with a sense of fun.
This is the story of Buster Bumblebee.
This is part three of eleven.
He's a little bumblebee prince.
He's curious.
He's not so bright in the head and he's a bit lazy.
He is lovable.
This is a classic story.
Buster Bumblebee and all his animal friends.
The Tale of Buster Bumblebee by Arthur Scott Bailey.
Read by Stefania Linton-Bahn.
This week Buster Bumblebee meets someone who turns out to have a very surprising relationship with him.
And now the Rude Trumpeter.
The Rude Trumpeter.
Yes,
At last Buster Bumblebee was worried.
Every time he looked at the Rude Trumpeter she seemed in a more peppery temper than ever.
Beside her some of the other workers appeared positively pleasant.
But the Trumpeter wore a frown.
And what was still worse she wore no hat.
How then was Buster to follow Chirpy Cricket's advice and tell her what a becoming hat she was wearing?
I'll have to think of some other way of making her feel happy since she's bareheaded,
Said Buster.
Now without thinking what he was doing he had spoken this thought right out loud and to sense he was quite near the Trumpeter and staring directly at her it was no wonder that she heard what he said.
Don't be impotent young man,
The Trumpeter snapped,
Growing so much red in the face.
I'm sure it's no affair of yours whether I wear a hat or whether I don't.
And if you want to make me happy I'll tell you the best way in the world.
Oh,
Will you?
Cried Buster Bumblebee hopefully and in his eagerness he drew even nearer to the Trumpeter who actually smiled at him.
But there was something in her smile that sent a shiver up and down Buster's back.
It was not at all a pleasant smile.
If you want to make me happy all you need to do is keep out of my sight,
Said the Trumpeter rudely.
You're just a lazy good for nothing drone and for my part I don't see why you're allowed to stay in our house.
If I had my way you'd be driven out into the world to ship for yourself and I know others who say the same.
Upon hearing that disagreeable speech Buster Bumblebee jumped back quickly.
He was not angry but merely disappointed for he had expected something quite different.
You are.
.
.
You trumpet beautifully,
He stammered,
Remembering that that was another remark which Chirpy Cricket had suggested as being likely to put the Trumpeter into a pleasant frame of mind.
At that the rude creature laughed most scornfully.
Ha ha!
I'd like to know how you can say that,
She snared.
You're so lazy and such a sleepyhead that you never hear me when I wake up the household.
In fact I don't believe you would ever wake up enough to crawl out of bed if you didn't get hungry.
And goodness knows you do love to eat.
And happening just at that moment,
Despite an unusually tempting clover-top close beside him,
He lighted upon it and began to suck up its sweet juices.
The Trumpeter at once screamed joyfully and pointed a finger straight at him.
There you go!
She cried.
You have to stop and eat even while you're talking with a lady.
Why,
You eat and sleep so much that you don't know what you're doing or saying half-time.
One might naturally think that such a remark would have angered Buster,
But he was not one to lose his temper easily.
He merely looked at the Trumpeter sadly and said,
Don't speak to me like that.
I'm the Queen's son.
I'm a gentleman.
And that's it for this week's episode of Buster Bumblebee.
Until next time.
