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☃️ Improve Your English with The Snowman!
Experience the magic of The Snowman by Raymond Briggs in this engaging audiobook. This cherished winter tale is perfect for English learners and fans of classic children’s stories. Join the magical journey of a boy and his snowman as they embark on a heartwarming adventure. Text on screen will help you expand your vocabulary, practice pronunciation, and enjoy the story to the fullest.
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It had snowed all night. The small village was quiet and white. Snow covered the houses, trees, and streets. Smoke came out of the chimneys, and icicles hung from the roofs. Everything looked like a picture from a storybook.
In a small house at the edge of the village, ten-year-old Leo woke up early. The sunlight came through his window, and he ran to look outside.
“Snow!” he said with excitement. The garden, the trees, and the road were all white. He wanted to go outside right away.
“Leo, breakfast!” his mom called from the kitchen. But Leo was too excited.
“I’ll eat later, Mom!” he shouted. He quickly put on his warm clothes—a jacket, hat, scarf, gloves, and boots.
Leo ran outside. The cold air touched his face, and the snow under his boots made a crunching sound. Everything was quiet except for the soft wind.
At the end of the street, Leo saw his best friend, Mia. She was wearing a red jacket and boots. In her hand, she held a big orange carrot.
“I knew you would come!” Mia said, smiling.
“Let’s build a snowman!” Leo said.
“Not just any snowman,” Mia replied. “We will make the best snowman in the village!”
The two friends got to work. They started rolling the snow into big balls. First, they made a very large ball for the bottom. It was so heavy that they had to push it together. Then they made a smaller ball for the middle. Finally, they made the smallest ball for the head.
“It’s perfect!” Mia said, breathing hard.
Leo laughed. “Now let’s give him a face!”
Mia handed the carrot to Leo, and he pushed it into the snowman’s face for a nose. Then, they found two small stones for eyes and a few sticks for a smile.
“We need a hat and a scarf,” Mia said.
Leo ran to the shed and came back with an old black hat and a green scarf. He placed the hat on the snowman’s head, and Mia wrapped the scarf around its neck.
“He looks like a real person!” Mia said.
“We should give him a name,” Leo added. “What about Mr. Frost?”
“Perfect!” Mia said.
That evening, after dinner, Leo looked out of his window at the snowman. The moon was full and bright, and the snowman looked beautiful under its light.
Suddenly, something amazing happened. A soft glow surrounded Mr. Frost. His stone eyes blinked, and he smiled.
Leo couldn’t believe his eyes. He quickly put on his coat and ran outside. Mia was already there, staring at the snowman.
“Did you see that?” she whispered.
Before Leo could answer, Mr. Frost moved. He looked at them and spoke.
“Hello, children,” he said in a deep, kind voice.
“You… you can talk?” Mia asked, her eyes wide.
“Yes,” Mr. Frost said. “The moonlight brings me to life. Thank you for making me.”
The three spent the whole night playing in the snow. Mr. Frost told them stories about snowflakes, winter winds, and the faraway places he had seen in the cold skies.
“Will you always stay with us?” Leo asked.
“No,” Mr. Frost said sadly. “When the sun comes up, I will become just a snowman again.
But I will always remember this night.”
The children felt sad, but they were also happy to have had such a special time with Mr. Frost.
The next morning, when the sun rose, Mr. Frost was still there, but he did not move. He was just a snowman again.
“Do you think he’ll come to life again?” Mia asked.
“Maybe,” Leo said. “We just need to wait for another full moon.”
Every winter after that, Leo and Mia waited for a magical night. And every time they built a snowman, they remembered Mr. Frost, the snowman who came to life.
The snowman became a tradition in the village. Every winter, Leo and Mia taught the children how to build snowmen and told them the story of Mr. Frost.
And so, Mr. Frost became a symbol—not just of winter, but of the power of love, friendship, and belief. He reminded everyone that even in the darkest, coldest times, warmth can be found in the simple act of sharing joy with others.
True magic isn’t in what we see—it’s in how we feel, how we love, and how we share those moments with others.