- Hi, I'm Michelle Obama.
Welcome to "Mondays with Me",
a series of stories with PBS KIDS and Penguin Random House.
I'm excited to share today's book
"Giraffe Problems" by Jory John
and illustrated by Lane Smith.
This is a fun story about a giraffe
who's unhappy with his long neck,
until he meets a friend who persuades him
that they're both fine just the way they are.
I love this book.
This is a new book for me.
Here we go.
I feel bad about my neck, I do.
I can't help it.
It's too long, too bendy, too narrow, too dopey,
too patterned, too stretchy, too high, too lofty, too necky.
Yes, my neck is too necky.
This guy, that guy, him, her, them,
whatever that is, her again.
Yep, I feel bad about my neck.
I've tried dressing it up.
I've added a scarf.
A bundle of scarves.
A mountain of scarves.
I've tried bow ties, and regular ties, and both.
I've tried hiding it away.
I've used shrubs.
I've hung out in ditches.
I've stood behind trees.
I've spent time in the river.
Other animals have necks that just work.
Take a gander at the zebra's neck.
Stripes always look good.
Quit staring at me.
Or gaze upon this elephant's neck.
Strong and powerful, yet graceful.
Stop talking about me.
Or glimpse this lion, whose neck is adorned
with a glorious mane of flowing locks.
What a sight.
Why can't I have a neck like that?
Are you always this loud?
My mom always said I should be proud of my neck.
She said other animals would love to have a neck like this.
No offense, Mom.
But nobody wants this neck.
It's a neck only a mother could love.
It all makes me wanna hide until the sun sets.
(gasps) Who's that?
I've been admiring your neck from afar.
Oh, how I wish my neck looked like yours.
I'd get so much done in a day.
Goodness, I can only imagine all the reaching,
and grabbing, and looking around I'd do.
I'd accomplish many of my goals for sure.
Meanwhile, I'm saddled with this little excuse for a neck.
Here, here, watch me try to stretch it out.
That's about as far as it goes.
I'm basically neckless.
You feel bad about your neck, too?
I'm Cyrus, by the way.
It's lovely to meet you, Cyrus.
Hey, can you tell me something else, Edward?
Of course, Cyrus.
There is a hill in the distance which you can surely see
from your great vantage.
I've stood on that very hill for seven straight days now
staring skyward, watching as a single piece of fruit,
a lone banana, slowly changed
from green to yellow, ripening.
I've endured windy nights
and unseasonably brisk mornings,
with very little sleep, as I waited, and waited,
hoping against hope that the fruit would drop before me
so I could sample its sweetness
and nourish myself in the process.
Yet, day after day I've felt like such a fool
as I stretched my neck toward those greedy branches,
only to be limited by my own physical shortcomings.
You want a banana from a tree?
That's what I said, yes.
Here you go.
(gasps) You did it.
You made it look so easy.
So that's what a banana tastes like, huh?
Oh, it was worth the wait.
Edward, face it, your neck is impressive.
It allows you to do amazing things.
For instance, you just solved
my week-long banana dilemma in 10 seconds.
Well, thank you, Cyrus.
I think you have a swell neck, too.
It's elegant and dignified,
and it works well with your shell.
Oh, that means a great deal to me, Edward.
Say, do you like bow ties, Cyrus?
I'm not sure, Edward.
I've very little experience with them.
You look wonderful, Cyrus.
As do you, Edward.
I feel good about our necks, Edward.
Thank you, Cyrus.
For once, so do I.
Yes, for once, so do I.
Well, that's a great story
of wanting something that you don't have
and not appreciating that what you have is pretty cool.
I'm glad they became friends.
This is one of my new favorites.
I hope you enjoyed it.
Hi, I'm Michelle Obama.
- And I'm Barack.
We are excited to share today's book
"The Bear Ate Your Sandwich" by Julia Sarcone-Roach.
- This is a book about a bear
lost and hungry in the city
who happened upon a girl's sandwich and ate it.
Or did he?
- Let's find out.
- By now I think you know what happened to your sandwich.
But you may not know how it happened.
So let me tell you.
It all started with the bear.
- The morning air was warm and bright
when the bear stepped out of his den.
He stretched and sniffed.
The scent of ripe berries drifted toward him
and led to a wonderful discovery.
- After a berry feast,
the bear curled up in the sunlight
and listened to the buzzing of the bees.
And before long, he was asleep.
- By the time bear opened his eyes,
the buzzing had become a rumbling.
He was being quickly swept along
like a leaf in a great river.
The forest disappeared in the distance
and high cliffs rose up around him.
- Once the rumbling stopped,
the bear found himself in a new forest.
It was like nothing he'd ever seen before.
- This forest had many great climbing spots.
The trees were still itchy here.
There was good bark for scratching.
And the mud squished nicely under his feet.
- There were many interesting smells in the forest.
But some of the tastiest ones had already been found.
- Leafy green smells led the bear to new fun.
And that's when he saw it.
- There it was.
Your beautiful and delicious sandwich.
He waited to make sure no one saw him.
- Not even the sandwich.
Before he made his move.
- It was such a great sandwich.
The bear loved it.
But just as he was almost finished,
he heard (slurps) behind him.
- He'd been seen.
The bear was so surprised, he ran out of the park
and down the street, until he spotted a very tall tree.
- From the top of the tree, the bear could see his forest.
It was time to go home.
The waves rocked the bear and he began to doze.
- When he opened his eyes,
he heard the breeze in familiar branches,
and the birds' and bugs' evening song.
Well, the bear made it home just fine.
- So, that's what happened to your sandwich.
The bear ate it.
- I saw it all.
I tried to save your sandwich.
I was able to save this little bit of lettuce here.
The bear dropped it as he ran off,
but I couldn't save the rest.
I'm sorry to have to tell you
about your sandwich this way, but now you know.
- Who is that?
- What do you think happened to the sandwich, really?
- I think the dog ate the sandwich.
- But. - It wasn't the bear.
- You know what?
If you can come up with that good a story, though,
you kinda earned your sandwich.
- Yeah, I think so. (laughs)
I hope you all enjoyed today's book.
That was fun.
- See you, guys.