A Bad Case of Stripes read by Sean Astin

A Bad Case of Stripes is written and illustrated by David Shannon and read by Sean Astin. Camilla Cream loves lima beans, but she never eats them. Why? Because the other kids at her school don’t like them. And Camilla is very, very worried about what other people think of her. In fact, she is so worried that she is about to break out in… A Bad Case of Stripes.


Hello and welcome to the Screen Actors Guild Foundation book pals. My name is Sean Aston and I played Sam in Lord of the Rings. I love to read, especially to kids. I have a daughter who’s name is Allie, and she loves it when I read to her. And we both love Lima beans. The story I’m going to read to you is called a bad case of stripes, written and illustrated by David Chin and Allie loves this book. I hope you do too. Camila cream loved Lima beans, but she never ate them. All. Her friends hated Lima beans, and she wanted to fit in. Camilla was always worried about what other people thought of her. Today. She was fretting even more than usual. It was the first day of school and she couldn’t decide what to wear. There are so many people to impress. She tried on 42 outfits, but none seemed quite right. She put on a pretty red dress and looked in the mirror. And then she screamed. Her mother ran into the room and she scream too. Oh my heavens, she cried. You’re completely covered with stripes. This was certainly true. Camilla was striped from head to toe. She looked like a rainbow. This is cream felt. Camilla’s forehead. You feel all right. She asked. I feel fine. Camille answered, but just look at me. You get back in bed this instant. Her mother ordered you’re not going to school today. Camila was relieved. She didn’t want to miss the first day of school, but she was afraid of what the other kids might say. And she had no idea what to wear with those crazy stripes. That afternoon, Dr. Bumble came to examine Camilla. Most extraordinary. He exclaimed, I’ve never seen anything like it. Are you having any coughing, sneezing, runny nose, aches, pains, chills, hot flashes, dizziness, drowsiness, shortness of breath, or uncontrollable and twitching. Know, Camillo told him, I feel fine. While then Dr. bumble said turning to Mrs. cream, I don’t see any reason why she shouldn’t go to school tomorrow. Here’s some ointment that should help or clear up those stripes in a few days. If it doesn’t, you know where to reach me. Off he went. The next day was a disaster. Everyone at school laughed at Camilla. They called her Camilla crayon and Night of the Living lollipop. She tried her best to act as if everything were normal. But when the class and the pledge of allegiance or stripes turn red, white, and blue, and she broke out in stars. The other kids thought this would be a great one. Yeah. Let’s see some purple polka dots. Sure enough. Camilla, turn all permanent poker. Someone else shouted, checkerboard, pattern of squares, cover. Hi. Everyone was calling out different shapes and colors. And poor Camilla was changing faster than you can change channels on it. That night, Mr. Harms, the school principal, called I’m sorry, Mrs. cream. He said, I’m going to have to ask you to keep coming home from school. She’s just too much of a distraction. And I’ve been getting calls from the other parents. They’re afraid those stripes may be contagious. Camilla was so embarrassed. She couldn’t believe that two days ago, everyone liked her. Now nobody wanted to be in the same room with her. Her father tried to make her feel better. Is there anything I can get you, sweetheart? He asked? No, thank you. Side Camilla. What she really wanted was a nice plate of Lima beans. But she’d been laughed at enough for one day. Well, yes, I see Dr. bumble mumbled when Mr. cream phone the next day. I think I’d better bring in the specialists will be right over. About an hour later, dr. Bumble arrived with four people in long white coats. He introduced them to the creams. This is Dr. drop, Dr. Sponge, Dr. cricket and Dr. Young. Then the specialists went to work on commendable. They squeezed in, jab, tapped and tested. It was very uncomfortable. Well, it’s not the mumps concluded Dr. grew up or the measles said doctors bunch, definitely not chickenpox. Putting Dr. cricket or sunburn said Dr. Young, try these, send the specialists. They each handed her a bottle filled with different colored pills. Take one of each before bed said Dr. Crop. Then they filed out the front door, followed by Dr. Bumble. That night, Camilla took her medicine. It was awful. When she woke up the next morning, she did feel different. But when she got dressed, her clothes didn’t fit right? She looked in the mirror and they’re staring back at her. Was a giant multicolored pill with her face on it. Dr. Bumble rushed over as soon as Mrs. cream cold. But this time instead of the specialist, he brought the experts, Dr. gourd and Mr. Mellon, where the finest scientific minds in the land. Once again, Camilla was poked and prodded, looked at and listen to the expert wrote down lots of numbers. Then they huddled together and whispered. Doctor gourd finally spoke. It might be a virus. He announced with authority. Suddenly funny, virus balls appeared all over Camila, all possibly some form of bacteria said Mr. Mellon, out pop squiggly little bacteria tells plot, could be a fungus added Doctor gourd. Instantly Camilla was covered with different colored fungus. Blache is. The experts looked at Camilla and then at each other. It was a numbers again, back at the lab. Dr. gourd explained, we’ll call u then we know something. But the experts didn’t have a clue. Much less a cure. By now the TV news had found out about Camilla. Reporters from every channel we’re outside her house telling the story of the bizarre case of the incredible changing kid. Soon a huge crowd was camped out front. The creams or swamped with all kinds of remedies from psychologists, allergists, herbalists, nutritionist, psychics, and old medicine man, a guru and even a veterinarian. Each so-called cure only added the poor Camilla’s strange appearance until it was hard to even recognize her. She sprouted roots and berries and crystals and feathers and along fairy tale. But nothing worked. One day, a woman who called herself and environmental therapist claim she could cure Camilla. Close your eyes. She said, breathe deeply and become one with you. I wish I hadn’t said that Camilla grown slowly. She started to melt into the walls of her. Her bed became her mouth. Her nose was a dresser, and two paintings were her eyes. The therapist screamed and ran from the house. What are we going to do? Cried Mrs. Cream. It just keeps getting worse and worse. She began to solve. At that moment, mr. Cream her to quiet little knock at the front door opening. And there stood an old woman who was just as pump and sweet is a stronger excuse me. She said brightly, but I think I can help. She went into Camilla’s room and looked around. My God. She said with a shake of her head, what we have here is a bad case of stripes. One of the worst I’ve ever seen. She pulled a container of small green beans from her bag. He or she said, these might do the trick. Are those magic beans. Asked Mrs. Cream? Oh my no reply. The kind old woman, There’s no such thing. These are just plain old Lima beans. I bet you’d like some, wouldn’t you? She asked Camila, Camila wanted a big heaping plate full of Lima beans more than just about anything. But she was still afraid to admit it. Yuck. She said, no one likes Lima beans, especially me. Oh dear. The old woman said Sadly, I guess I was wrong about you. She put the beans back in her bag and started toward the door. Camilla watched the old woman walk away from tastes so good. Being laughed at for eating them was nothing compared to what she’d been going through. She finally couldn’t stand it. Wait, she cried. The truth is, I really love Lima beans. I thought so. The old woman said with a smile, she took a handful of beans and pumpkin, smell. Camilla, suddenly the branches, feathers and squiggly tails began to disappear. Then the whole room swirled around. When it’s down, there stood Camilla and everything was back to normal. I’m cured. She shouted yes. And the old woman, I knew the real you was in there somewhere. She patted on the head and she went outside and vanished into the crowd. Afterward, Camillo wasn’t quite the same. Some of the kids at school said she was weird, but she didn’t care a bit. She ate all the Lima bean she wanted, and she never had even a touch of stripes. Again. Well, Pretty good, right? I liked it. My daughter likes it. And we’d like Lima beans. So I don’t know about you, but if you can get a hold of some of these things, well, books, Lima beans, whatever are recommended. (As provided by SchoolTube video transcript.)

Standards Alignment

Suggested Grade Level: 2-3

The standards listed below are for the 2nd and 3rd grades but can easily be modified for other grades.

CCSS.SL.2.1, CCSS.SL.3.1, CCSS.SL.2.2, CCSS.SL.3.2, CCSS.RL.2.1, CCSS.RL.3.1, CCSS.RL.2.1, CCSS.RL.3.1, CCSS.W.2.1, CCSS.W.3.1, CCSS.W.2.3, CCSS.SL.2.4, CCSS.W.3.3, CCSS.SL.3.4

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