PSHE Guided Reading Scripts and Stories - Key Stage II
The Stories and Guided Reading Scripts are available as separate purchases i.e. one collection of stories and one collection of guided reading scripts off the website www.plays-r-ussell.com
*The Butterfly that Stamped is also available as a guided reading script within my Just So Stories collection of guided reading scripts - or as a separate purchase.
The story is followed by the guided reading script, then the discussion/question and answer session.
The butterfly is a male in some stories (e.g. first) and a female in others (e.g. second). There are different butterflies in each play – apart from the last two – Bertie and Belinda who are the only ‘named’ characters throughout.
The stories and guided reading scripts are 5 – 10 minutes in length.
Total Reading time: Around an hour
(For more accurate breakdown, see scripts themselves – reading time indicated at the top of each.
Number of readers/speakers:
The 5 guided reading scripts have 2 speakers each – total of 10 altogether.
The stories can of course be divided between any number of readers/speakers.
Life Lessons (PSHE)
I.How the Butterfly Lost his Bad Temper
II.How the Butterfly Lost her Dissatisfaction
III.How the Butterfly Lost his Vanity
IV.How the Butterfly Learned to Fly
V.How the Butterfly Learned to Fly Higher
The life lessons for each of these are as follows:
1. Appreciate what you have
2. Stop ‘wanting’/looking for more
3. Recognising that external beauty is not everything
4. Just do it!
5. The importance of striving/realising your potential
Guided Reading Script
Butterfly: Me too! To think what I used to be like! Thank goodness I met you!
Snail: And it was the best day of my life when I met you!
Butterfly: And to think how rude I was to you? I still can’t believe you didn’t just walk – sorry, slide – off!
Snail: And miss out on the best friendship of my life? Oh, I don’t think so!
Butterfly: But you couldn’t have known that at the time?
Snail: Well, no. But then some things, indeed most things, take time. And that’s a good thing!
Butterfly: Yes, my flitting certainly allowed no time for appreciating what I had – or what I might have, if I only stopped still long enough to see it!
Snail: Well, you know, flitting is not such a bad thing. And it is part of your nature.
Butterfly: True. But you made me see I had to stop, every now and again
Snail: (Interrupting) To reflect! Ah that’s my speciality! When you’re a slow mover like me, it’s a lot easier to ‘take your time’!
Butterfly: Ah! We make the perfect team! I so love our ‘reflecting times’ together!
Snail: Yes, it does feel good to put the world to rights!
Butterfly: But do you remember when we first met?
Snail: How could I forget?
Butterfly: Apart from my rudeness, which I’ve already mentioned, I can’t believe how blind I was – to everything around me!
Snail: And to what was inside! You were one very unhappy bug!
Sample Text from Story
The bad-tempered butterfly, never one to beat about the bush, demanded ‘Yes? Come on! What is it I have? Or shall I spell it out to you, save us all a lot of time? I look at you, oh dull and heavy creature – condemned to a life of sliding along the earth, never rising so much as a millimetre off the ground. And then I look at me! I can fly amongst the highest plants, sample the sweetest nectar; rejoice in the sun’s rays, highlighting each and every one of my own glorious colours!’
At which point that bad-tempered butterfly paused, quite suddenly; and didn’t move an inch – something unheard of for him.
And then, just as suddenly, that bad-tempered butterfly let out a great cry of joy, followed by these words.
‘Wow! My life is indeed amazing! I can fly! I have sunshine in my wings! I ..’
But at that point the bad-tempered butterfly’s expression changed from total delight to …. Well, something closely akin to sadness.
‘Forgive me. I can’t help but look at you and think – you have, well, nothing’.
At which the snail grinned broadly – from one side of his little grey head to the other.
‘On the contrary! I have everything. You see, my happiness lies on the inside, observing what is on the outside. I look at you and I see an awesome creature – one of the planet’s most beautiful. But does that make me feel inferior and sad? On the contrary! I rejoice that I am lucky enough to behold such beauty.’