Sacabong - Children's Immersive Audiobook

Profile photo for Eleanor Sturt
Not Yet Rated
0:00
Audiobooks
8
0

Description

Meet Sacabong: a smelly troll living all alone in the hollowed out base of an old oak tree. When a little girl becomes lost playing hide and seek in a field nearby, who is going to help her escape from the perils of the dark, dark forest?

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General) North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Penny was running as fast as her little legs would carry her. In fact, she was running so fast that when she came to the bank of a river, she went slipping and sliding straight into the water. Moments later, rushed out from between the trees, taking two big steps down the riverbank, dove into the river and swam toward Penny. Well, when Penny saw the troll swimming toward her, she was terrified, she started to kick and flap her arms about. She was so scared that she did not even notice the water getting faster and the waves getting bigger and whiter. When Sacabong was close enough, he grabbed Penny, then he kicked his legs so that they spun around in the water. Wham! His back hit a big rock sticking out of the water. There was another rock up ahead, but Sacabong managed to get between it and the little girl. So she would not be hurt around and around the water spun them with struggling to keep himself between the girl and the rocks. Finally they made it past the rocks but ahead of them, Sacha Bang and Penny could hear the noise of lots and lots of tumbling water. They could hear the sound of a waterfall. They kicked and splashed as hard as they could. And with Sacabong pulling Penny behind him, they struggled to the edge of the river. The riverbank was covered in tangled lavender bushes. And as the tired pair crawled up the slope, they slipped and floundered over the pretty purple flowers. When they reached the top Sacabong and Penny collapsed on the ground in exhaustion. Penny looked at Sacabong and thought 'he doesn't look nearly so scary now that he's all clean and he smells awfully nice too'. The churning water of the river had washed away the dirt and the stink from Sacabong and the sweet scented flowers they crawled through had left him smelling of lavender. 'My name is Penny' said Penny. 'Mine is Sacabon,' said Sacabong. 'I think perhaps I should get you home now.' Sacabong stood up and helped Penny to her feet. Then he led her along the riverbank all the way back through the forest.