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Peppa: I am Peppa pig.

This is my little brother George.

This is Mummy Pig.

And this is Daddy Pig.

Peppa pig.

Painting

Narrator: ‘Peppa and George are painting today.’

Mummy: We need some old newspaper to put on the table.

Peppa: Yes.

Narrator: ‘Daddy pig is reading his newspaper.’

Daddy: You can have my newspaper when I’ve finished reading it. Ho_ho_ho! Alright!

Peppa: Hooray! Now we can start painting. Silly George.

Big children do not put their hands in the paint.

Narrator: ‘George loves painting with his hands.’

‘Peppa loves painting with her hands.’

Daddy: Very good. Can I have a potato, Mummy pig?

Mummy: They aren’t cooked yet, Daddy pig.

Peppa: Are you hungry, Daddy?

Daddy: I’m not going to eat it. Watch this.

Narrator:’What is Daddy pig doing?’

(Both): Ooh.

Daddy: Now, who can tell me what this is?

Peppa: A flower.

Peppa: Clever Daddy.

Daddy: Ho_ho. I loved painting when I was a young piggy.

Now, where are my old painting things? Hee_hee_hee.

Peppa: Daddy, why are you wearing that funny hat?

Daddy: Ho_ho_ ho. This is my beret.

It put me in the mood for painting pictures.

Now, what shall I paint?

Well-chosen, George

I’ll paint the old cherry tree.

Peppa: What’s that?

Daddy: It’s an easel, Peppa.

It holds my canvas.

Peppa: What’s a can_vas?

Daddy: It’s a bit like Pappa the very special paintings.

Peppa: Is that toothpaste?

Daddy: Ho_ho! No, Peppa. These are special paints for grown_up artists. There.

What colour shall we begin with?

Peppa: Red, please.

Daddy: Why red, Peppa?

Peppa: Red is my favorite colour.

Daddy: But first we need to paint the sky. Look. What colour is it?

Peppa: Blue, of course.

Daddy: Very good. Let’s start with blue. Now for the cherry tree. We need green for the leaves.

Peppa: But there isn’t any green.

Daddy: Never mind. If we mix blue paint with yellow paint, we can make green.

Narrator: ‘Mixing blue and yellow makes green.’

(Both): Ooh!

Daddy: What lovely green leaves. And here’s some grass.

Peppa: What about the branches? We haven’t got brown paint.

Daddy: We can make brown. We’ll mix the green and the red.

Narrator: ‘Mixing green and red

makes brown.’

(Both): Ooh!

Narrator: ‘Daddy pig paints the tree trunk and the branches.’

(Both): Wow!

Peppa: Daddy, can I paint the cherries?

Daddy: Yes, Peppa, put your finger in the paint and dab it onto the tree.

Peppa: One, two, three.

Daddy: Well done. Now it’s George’s turn. What a great painter you are, George. There. The painting is finished.

Peppa: Hooray!

Peppa: Oh, it’s the docks. Hello, Mrs Duck. We’re painting a picture.

Narrator: ‘The ducks are running through Daddy’s paint.’

Peppa: Shoo! Shoo! Naughty ducks.

Daddy: Shoo, ducks, shoo. Stay away from your painting. Whoa!

Narrator: ‘Oh, no, the ducks have made paint footprints all over the painting.’

Daddy: Oh, dear.

Mummy: Oh, what was all that noise?

Peppa: Mummy! The ducks have spoiled our painting.

Mummy: Hmm, let me see.

Narrator: ‘The ducks are making paint footprints in the garden just like the ones on the painting.’

Mummy: Daddy’s painting isn’t spoiled Peppa it’s perfect.

Peppa: Hooray!

Daddy: Oh, yes. I am a bit of an expert at painting.

Peppa: And so are the ducks.