Hello this is AJ. Hello VIP and welcome to this month's mini story lesson. Some new vocabulary in here, let's get started.
Roger the mosquito felt guilty about sucking blood. He felt guilty every time he sucked the blood out of another person, slurp, slurp, slurp. In fact, his conscience bothered him constantly. In fact, he couldn't sleep. Every night he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned all night.
So Roger the mosquito had a strong conscience, a strong feeling of right and wrong. He had a strong feeling of guilt and because of this every night he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Well, finally one day Roger decided to stop sucking blood. He said "I will not suck blood anymore. I will not eat people's blood." But of course, he still needed something to eat. He needed to find something to live off of.
So, for example, Roger tried first to live off of apple juice. He tried to live off of apple juice. Every day all day he drank apple juice and only apple juice. He tried to live completely off of apple juice.
So Roger tried this. He sucked the juice out of applies, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp. Now, for a couple days it was okay, but soon he felt that the apples were too sickly sweet for him.
So apple juice for Roger was sickly sweet. He didn't like it. It was too sweet for him. Apple juice was sickly sweet to Roger and so next he tried to live off of carrot juice. So he sucked the juice out of carrots. Every time he saw a carrot he sucked the juice out of it. In fact, he tried to live completely off of carrot juice. He enjoyed carrot juice, but there was a problem with carrot juice. After five days of living off of carrot juice Roger turned completely orange. His eyes turned orange. His body turned orange. His wings turned orange. He was completely and totally orange.
Well, he had to stop drinking carrot juice. He didn't want to be orange and so he just stopped eating completely. He became hungrier and hungrier and he began craving blood. In fact, seeing veins inflamed his desire for blood, any time he saw a person's veins. He was flying around and he saw a person, a human and he saw their veins, the blood vessels, the veins, when he saw their veins he became enflamed with desire for blood.
He dreamed about blood whenever he went to bed. All he could think about was blood, blood, sucking blood. He craved it. He needed it. He was inflamed with a desire for blood. Well, one day he was famished, totally famished.
He was still not drinking blood and he saw a tomato, a nice, ripe, red tomato and it looked like fresh blood to him. It looked so good so he flew over to the tomato and he sucked it dry, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.
He loved tomato juice. He felt fantastic after he drank it. He felt wonderful and from that day on he lived off of tomatoes. He never drank blood again and he felt fantastic.
And that is the end of our mini-story about Roger the mosquito. Just listen to this story each day at least once. Answer the questions with a loud voice. They're easy questions just shout your answers and that's all you need to do.
All right, I'll see you again next time, bye-bye.
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