儿童故事是儿童成长的必备,儿童成长在很大程度上决定了国家的文化价值观,下面这些是小编为大家推荐的几篇英文儿童小故事精选。

英文儿童小故事精选1：Locked out

Mom came home after work. Sally came home with her. Mom looked in her bag.

"Where's my key?"said Mom."It's not here! We are locked out!"

"Is a window open?"Said Sally. "No,"said Mom. "All the windows are shut."

"Mrs. James next door has a key,"said Sally. "She's gone out for the day," said Mom. "I saw her go." "I have a key," said Sally. "I hid it in a safe place.""Where?"said Mom.

"It's in a good safe place,"said Sally. "come with me, Mom."

Sally and Mom went into the shed. "Where 's the key?" said Mom."I can't see it."

Sally said, "It's good that you can't see it. No one can see it. I hid it in a safe place."

"Look in the box,Mom," said Sally."I can't see the key,"said Mom.

"Good," said Sally."Look at the flower pots, Mom."

Mom looked at all the flower pots. "I can't find the key," she said."Where is it,Sally?" "Look inside the brown pot," said Sally."That one."

"Here is the key!" said Mom. "Sally, you are a help." "Let's go and open the door,"said Sally.

英文儿童小故事精选2:Late for soccer

Toot-toot.Tim woke up and looked out of the window.

"Oh,no!"he shouted."It's soccer today!Michael's dad is here now!"

Tim opened the window. "I'm coming!"he shouted to Michael.

"Mom!Mom! Wake up! Help me! I'm late for soccer. Where are my soccer shorts?" he asked. Mom jumped out of bed and ran to help Tim.

"Where is my soccer jersey!" asked Tim."Here it is," said Mom."I can't find my socks!" said Tim. "Here they are," said Mom.

"My shoes !" said Tim. "Please help me tie my shoes,Mom."

Michael came to the door. "Where is the ball,Tim?" he said."You took care of the ball this week."

"Oh, no!" said Tim. "Where is the ball? I can't find it. Help!"

Toot_toot.Toot-toot.

"Here's a banana," said Mom."Eat it in the car," she said.

Then Mom and Tim saw the ball, "It's by the door," they shouted."Thanks,Mom,"said Tim, and he ran out with Michael.

"We got here," said Tim,"Thanks to my dad," said Michael."And my mom!" said Tim.

英文儿童小故事精选3:I’m Moving to NY

Enough was enough. After four years of devoting herself to Ward, Leah had given up. “I’m moving to New York,” she said. He couldn’t believe it. He begged her to give him one more chance. She said she had already given him “one more chance” too many times.

“I asked you to marry me, but you said you weren’t ready to get married. You’re 50 years old—when will you be ready!? I asked you to find us an apartment, so that we could live together; you didn’t. As a nervous realtor, I asked you to stay with me when I had to sit in open houses by myself on weekends. You didn’t. I asked you to help my son find a scholarship or grant so that he could attend a good college. You didn’t. Shall I go on?”

He said he got the picture. He apologized. “My priorities weren’t right; now I realize that you are my only priority.”

She said his apology was too little, too late. She had already bought an airline ticket to New York City; her flight was Monday evening.

His jaw dropped. “You’re not serious! What are you going to do in New York?” he asked. “You don’t know anyone there. You’ve never even been there. You can’t just fly into New York all alone and start wandering around. It’s a dangerous place. And the places that aren’t dangerous are expensive. You don’t have any money!”

She said she had enough money to stay in a hotel until she found an apartment and a job. She had always wanted to live in a big, exciting city like New York. “That’s where I can start my own business,” she said, “and maybe find a man I can depend on!”