As a kid, I always thought the spider was in love with the fly....so I was confused as to why he ate her in the end. I get it now, obviously, but this is still a favorite childhood story!! I always remembered the black and white illustrations, and it gives the story a lot of character!!
When i was younger this truly taught me the importance and danger of strangers. I took it to heart and never forgotten the impact it had on me. I did forget the book but once i saw this , it all came back to me.
My mother taught me this poem so many years ago, I started thinking of it this morning and while I could not remember all of it, I decided to see if I could find it on You Tube and I did. Thanks so much for posting.
This book scared me shitless when I was in elementary, and the 1st grade teacher once read it. Literally remember being taken out of the classroom because I was sad the little fly died 😐
YOU EVIL... is it because ithe fly dies, is it because i have to do this at school to do work, is it because i have to watch it millon times to do work, isnit because i have to these this work is in readingnclass, is it because Reading is the only subject I hate. YOU EVIL😦😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
The Spider and the Fly Mary Howitt Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly, 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there." Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again." "I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly. "There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!" Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said, They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!" Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do, To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you? I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice; I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?" "Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be, I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!" "Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise, How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes! I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself." "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day." The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den, For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly, And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly. Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing, "Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!" Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue -- Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den, Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again! And now dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed: Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye, And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.
I watched a animation of a butterfly and a spider, and it opened my memory of this, I was in third grade when I read this. I feel like this opened my dark inspirations for drawing
I’m so glad I found this!!!! I had this in my memory buried away and I finally figured out the title. This book creeped me out when I was young but the pictures were so beautiful and I liked the way the sentences were formed. It stuck in my mind and I’m 17 now. It affected me greatly. I’m so thankful I was read this book In school
That age is when kids need this story most, they need to learn life lessons some how and stories always leaves a more long lasting impact than just telling your kids this I find.
The poem is a cautionary tale against those who use flattery and charm to disguise their true intentions. I read this back in elementary one time and always felt sad for the fly. I never forgot the title of the poem.
About a week after me and my ex broke up, I heard this read aloud at a toastmasters...Chills. I was like a fly with armor and weapons, loads of world experience and bucketlist checkmarks under my belt- challenging something or someone I didn't understand nor could ever win. The signs were many and often, but I persevered like some storybook hero, working toward a happy ending. Its called BPD kids, be very careful if you're an empathetic person with some confidence. Protect your energy and love yourself first.
Man I'm so glad I found this. I randomly remembered looking at this book in my school library when I was like 7 or 8 years old. And I didn't really read it because I wasn't a good reader then, but the pictures left such an impression on me. It's such a good book
I was 6 years old when I came across this book and it scared the hell outta me and never thought about the book ever again ... I am 20 years old now and only thought about this book while thinking back to my primary school years so I looked it up (except for some reason I thought it was a butterfly instead of a fly) ... so nostalgic
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly, “‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to shew when you are there.” “Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.” “I’m sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; Will you rest upon my little bed?” said the Spider to the Fly. “There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I’ll snugly tuck you in!” “Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “for I’ve often heard it said, They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!” Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, “Dear friend what can I do, To prove the warm affection I’ve always felt for you? I have within my pantry, good store of all that’s nice; I’m sure you’re very welcome-will you please to take a slice?” “Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “kind sir, that cannot be, I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!” “Sweet creature!” said the Spider, “you’re witty and you’re wise, How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes! I’ve a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.” “I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you’re pleased to say, And bidding you good morning now, I’ll call another day.” The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den, For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly, And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly. Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing, “Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple-there’s a crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!” Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue- Thinking only of her crested head-poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den, Within his little parlour-but she ne’er came out again! And now dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne’er give heed: Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye, And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.
This scared me so much in 5th grade when I first saw this.YES!MY TEACHER MADE ME READ THIS POEM ONLINE AND ANSWER QUESTIONS ABOUT IT!I never thought an assignment could be so terrifying.
Flattery is the language Satan speaks. James E. Faust (1920-2007) explained: “[Satan’s] voice often sounds so reasonable and his message so easy to justify. It is an appealing, intriguing voice with dulcet tones. It is neither hard nor discordant. No one would listen to Satan’s voice if it sounded harsh or mean.” This little poem, written in 1828 by Mary Howitt, illustrates the moral and literary merit of the children's literature of yesteryear.
I always had a morbid curiosity, and I would read this book all the dang time. I really wanted to see what happened to the fly. But now that I'm older, I see it was a cautionary tale to watch out for strangers
Ive been searching for this book for about a year now. Im really glad I found it because I distinctly remember reading it in 3rd grade. I remembered nothing but the art style, and how it resembled the gothic style I have now :]
I remember in like 2nd grade we had to do one of those visual book reports in a shoe box and like everyone did some cute little story about I don't know, whatever second graders read about, dogs and princesses and cars and stuff. so anyway, everyone uses little toy cars and animals for their book reports and me, being a morbid little freak, decided to do one on THIS story. so I deadass broke off dolls arms and glued them to the shoebox and made it look like a crime scene cause the spider ate the fly and what not lol. it was badass.
I did something similar! But I think my 2nd grade teacher gave us one book report assignment and I was given spiders. It was fun doing it in 2nd grade, this gives me nostalgia.
in kindergarten they had a “spooky reading day” for Halloween and the teachers read this book to us with all the lights turned off and a flashlight on their face like a campfire story, this book still creeps me out because of that lmao
I remember finding this book while in a waiting room at an elementary school's conference (or something, I don't really know). I was intrigued by the gothic, black-and-white horror film-like illustrations. Ever since I was 4, I had a real deep love for Halloween and all things spooky (this lead to being an outcast by peers until I discovered the Goth subculture years later). Now I'm a college student and I still want to get this book, for both the story and art style.
My grandmother told me this poem from memory when I was little in a way that gave me the creeps. When I grew up and learned some of the things that went on in her house and neighborhood it really gave me the creeps.
I remember this! It was in my classroom maybe in prep or kindergarten and I would read it a the time because it disturbed me so much, I've been trying to find it for so long.
Thus story 5eavhes a great lesson, back in the 1800s, when this was wrote, many children were kidnapped. So many writers wrote poems or stories to save the children from a terrible fate, like the fly.
In 2009 before I left my elementary school in Laredo Texas I got to take one book from my school with me for free. Outta all the books I saw in the ladies room this one book drew my attention. A big slim black book with weird hand writing called "the spider and fly" I was 5 at the time and currently 15. I still have the book n all had to tape a page, but not in all bad shape. Hopefully one day I can read it to my future child cuz tbh this book helped me read more then the other's 😂. God what an amazing book can do to a 5 year Olds future.
Ngl i recited this poem when i was at grade 2 and i got scared of the story because i searched this again at yt and i saw the pictures and it scared me lol but now i’m old i aint afraid of it no more
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As a kid, I always thought the spider was in love with the fly....so I was confused as to why he ate her in the end. I get it now, obviously, but this is still a favorite childhood story!! I always remembered the black and white illustrations, and it gives the story a lot of character!!
iloverrb lol I always thought he was in love too. I loved reading this but I only got to read it a few times before I lost it.
I remember thinking, "I guess that'll teach you!" when the Spider ate the Fly! XD
Thats how he got his meal put them at ease then eat them!!
its my favorite childhood book because Im still in my childhood
Same! Still one of my favs
When i was younger this truly taught me the importance and danger of strangers. I took it to heart and never forgotten the impact it had on me. I did forget the book but once i saw this , it all came back to me.
My mother taught me this poem so many years ago, I started thinking of it this morning and while I could not remember all of it, I decided to see if I could find it on You Tube and I did. Thanks so much for posting.
I used this to explain the concept of online predators to my kids. Good vid
Good on you! I read this particular story back around 10 years ago.
This book scared me shitless when I was in elementary, and the 1st grade teacher once read it. Literally remember being taken out of the classroom because I was sad the little fly died 😐
hOw KiNd Of YoU!
this is my favorite book in the whole world not really sure why though
i love the illustrations
YOU EVIL... is it because ithe fly dies, is it because i have to do this at school to do work, is it because i have to watch it millon times to do work, isnit because i have to these this work is in readingnclass, is it because Reading is the only subject I hate. YOU EVIL😦😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
@@gamestar9000-l5z yes, because nobody else can enjoy a subject you hate. How dare they.
Same!!
The Spider and the Fly
Mary Howitt
Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be,
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"
"Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."
The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again!
And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.
You have written ' shew' instead of show
Mm, I really like it, I'm studying 9th standard my English 4th unit poem
Ok..
Wow
I watched a animation of a butterfly and a spider, and it opened my memory of this, I was in third grade when I read this. I feel like this opened my dark inspirations for drawing
Oh my god! It's actually real, I thought this was in my childhood dream or something!
Right
@@chrxmetagz0 Right what?
@@chilldogs5444 girl- are you slow
@@chrxmetagz0 No but I guess you're an asshole. I didn't know what you meant.
@@chilldogs5444they said right as in they were agreeing with what u said
I’m so glad I found this!!!! I had this in my memory buried away and I finally figured out the title. This book creeped me out when I was young but the pictures were so beautiful and I liked the way the sentences were formed. It stuck in my mind and I’m 17 now. It affected me greatly. I’m so thankful I was read this book In school
i can't believe it they gave us this story in the school really
Belsam Hemmam me too .
That age is when kids need this story most, they need to learn life lessons some how and stories always leaves a more long lasting impact than just telling your kids this I find.
Camryn Cormier the teacher want us to recite this poem is the one that I want to focus 😱
My art teacher read this to us in elementary school.
Good job
The poem is a cautionary tale against those who use flattery and charm to disguise their true intentions. I read this back in elementary one time and always felt sad for the fly. I never forgot the title of the poem.
About a week after me and my ex broke up, I heard this read aloud at a toastmasters...Chills. I was like a fly with armor and weapons, loads of world experience and bucketlist checkmarks under my belt- challenging something or someone I didn't understand nor could ever win. The signs were many and often, but I persevered like some storybook hero, working toward a happy ending. Its called BPD kids, be very careful if you're an empathetic person with some confidence. Protect your energy and love yourself first.
My first grade teacher read this to me, I haven’t been the same since
Man I'm so glad I found this. I randomly remembered looking at this book in my school library when I was like 7 or 8 years old. And I didn't really read it because I wasn't a good reader then, but the pictures left such an impression on me. It's such a good book
I was 6 years old when I came across this book and it scared the hell outta me and never thought about the book ever again ... I am 20 years old now and only thought about this book while thinking back to my primary school years so I looked it up (except for some reason I thought it was a butterfly instead of a fly) ... so nostalgic
I had an almost identical experience, except I am 19 and I thought it was a ladybug. Small world
Same here
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly,
“‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.”
“I’m sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?” said the Spider to the Fly.
“There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I’ll snugly tuck you in!”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “for I’ve often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!”
Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, “Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I’ve always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that’s nice;
I’m sure you’re very welcome-will you please to take a slice?”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “kind sir, that cannot be,
I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!”
“Sweet creature!” said the Spider, “you’re witty and you’re wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I’ve a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.”
“I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you’re pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I’ll call another day.”
The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
“Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple-there’s a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!”
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue-
Thinking only of her crested head-poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour-but she ne’er came out again!
And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne’er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.
This scared me so much in 5th grade when I first saw this.YES!MY TEACHER MADE ME READ THIS POEM ONLINE AND ANSWER QUESTIONS ABOUT IT!I never thought an assignment could be so terrifying.
i bought this book for my daughter. she really loves it. and you have done a marvelous job narrating it! thumbs up from me and my little one, to you!!
Flattery is the language Satan speaks.
James E. Faust (1920-2007) explained:
“[Satan’s] voice often sounds so reasonable and his message so easy to justify.
It is an appealing, intriguing voice with dulcet tones. It is neither hard nor discordant.
No one would listen to Satan’s voice if it sounded harsh or mean.”
This little poem, written in 1828 by Mary Howitt, illustrates the moral and literary merit of the children's literature of yesteryear.
I was obsessed with this book but it scared me so bad I just sat in the corner of the library and read it every day
I always had a morbid curiosity, and I would read this book all the dang time. I really wanted to see what happened to the fly. But now that I'm older, I see it was a cautionary tale to watch out for strangers
i cant believe they read me this in 1st grade.
at least now i know where my taste of book/music/art come from, GOD.
The moral of the story is: Don't trust everything you hear.
it actually is "don't talk to strangers"
But the fly heard many bad rumors about the spider that were true lmao
Actually it's moral is "don't trust the word of flatterer foe
@@sanjaykumarparida6092 exactly. not everyone that flatters you is your friend and had your best interests.
@@alagrupinder No it's like "Don't trust the flatterers"
It is a awesome poem I really like this it makes sense this exact poem i haveing in my English book
Ive been searching for this book for about a year now. Im really glad I found it because I distinctly remember reading it in 3rd grade. I remembered nothing but the art style, and how it resembled the gothic style I have now :]
Anyone else think this book is a bit morbid. I use to read it as a kid and didn't really understand it. Now that I'm older I understand it more.
This book used to frighten me when I was little. On the other hand, I can picture an animated adaptation of this with Jim Cummings voicing the spider.
I read this book when I was in kindergarten up to 3rd.
Erin The Demonhog same
Lol, here in India it's a chapter in class 11 and 12 😂😂😂
@@kunaalkapoor6650 lol i read during grade 1
I remember in like 2nd grade we had to do one of those visual book reports in a shoe box and like everyone did some cute little story about I don't know, whatever second graders read about, dogs and princesses and cars and stuff. so anyway, everyone uses little toy cars and animals for their book reports and me, being a morbid little freak, decided to do one on THIS story. so I deadass broke off dolls arms and glued them to the shoebox and made it look like a crime scene cause the spider ate the fly and what not lol. it was badass.
I did something similar! But I think my 2nd grade teacher gave us one book report assignment and I was given spiders. It was fun doing it in 2nd grade, this gives me nostalgia.
Sounds awesome!
This is the BEST hahaha
What a boss
creative!
My teacher read me this in kindergarten and it just came back into my head after so many years
This is like the opposite of a vampire needing to be invited in. It’s like you needing an excuse not to enter a vampire’s home.
in kindergarten they had a “spooky reading day” for Halloween and the teachers read this book to us with all the lights turned off and a flashlight on their face like a campfire story, this book still creeps me out because of that lmao
i read this in the 4th grade, and i was bloody *fuckin'* mortified
Good you got what it was trying to tell you even subconsciously
I heard this Year 3
I remember finding this book while in a waiting room at an elementary school's conference (or something, I don't really know). I was intrigued by the gothic, black-and-white horror film-like illustrations. Ever since I was 4, I had a real deep love for Halloween and all things spooky (this lead to being an outcast by peers until I discovered the Goth subculture years later).
Now I'm a college student and I still want to get this book, for both the story and art style.
My grandmother told me this poem from memory when I was little in a way that gave me the creeps. When I grew up and learned some of the things that went on in her house and neighborhood it really gave me the creeps.
i love that story because it ryhmes
Well, its a poem...
This was my favorite poem when I was a little girl. This is well done.
This was my favorite book as a child I’m so glad I found it again
Tim burton should do this as a movie adaptation even as a short would be lovely
The animations and the sound effects oof love it. Bought the book online and it just came in today.
best poem of my life
It's been a minute since I've seen this story but it was one of my favorites when I was a kid.
Thank you for posting this video this has been helpful for my English assignment.
So messed up but it's my childhood
I remember this! It was in my classroom maybe in prep or kindergarten and I would read it a the time because it disturbed me so much, I've been trying to find it for so long.
This has big guest for mr spider from tma vibes
fuckin yes
I read this when I was in 1st or 2nd grade, and I loved it! I wanted to read it for do long.
Thus story 5eavhes a great lesson, back in the 1800s, when this was wrote, many children were kidnapped. So many writers wrote poems or stories to save the children from a terrible fate, like the fly.
Literally how every vampire gets their victims lol
I’m only here because of the corona virus and we are doing online school and I have to watch this
Same I have this as an assignment
This Is SOOOOOOOOOO Cool😍
This book was my favorite book to get as a kid because it would scare me so much lol.
Idk why just whenever I watch this it gives me good dreams
I read this in elementary school. It was one of my favorites
I remember one of my elementary school teachers read this but to my class and was like the heck at the ending
Exclinent explanation man thank you so much man for this story
Umm actually it's *excellent*
Feels like baby KAFKA’s story and tone😄
I love this story so much!!
In 2009 before I left my elementary school in Laredo Texas I got to take one book from my school with me for free. Outta all the books I saw in the ladies room this one book drew my attention. A big slim black book with weird hand writing called "the spider and fly" I was 5 at the time and currently 15. I still have the book n all had to tape a page, but not in all bad shape. Hopefully one day I can read it to my future child cuz tbh this book helped me read more then the other's 😂. God what an amazing book can do to a 5 year Olds future.
They read this on bookaboo and it was my parents favorite episode. It was such a good reading of the book
It was a good explanation
The visuals are amazing
It's a very nice video.....best....
Wao have no words to describe your way of reading 🙂
Memories of being traumatized are coming back!
Tamara
I feel the same. This scared me so much as a kid
My 3 year old laughs when the spider wraps up the fly lmao
thank you for explaning
I loved this poem ☺☺
I read this to my kids nightly....
This book scared me so badly as a kid
These two were definitely the inspiration for the spider and light bug from Cuphead DLC.
ive heard this today my teacher told me to watch it i was worried me and my classmates are gonna memorise it
This really helped wiht my English work tysm for making. This
Ive read this just recently. I'm in 7th grade . And im in love with his story
The story is very very good and I love it
The only book I read as a kid
I remember as a kid and I remember reading a book and I had nightmare looking at the picture at end. It wasn’t a happy ending.
Widowmaker
Leserolith yup
i tried to memories this book way back into grade school... i play as the fly and my best friend is the spider...
THAT. WAS. AWESOME.
Here for childhood memories 🤗
The art style reminds me of Hollow Knight on the Switch, the entire dark fantasy vibe really sells this. Its great.
NCIS made me aware of this story
What the music? Did anibody give a link?
And this is why I am sacred of spiders
God this was my favorite book in kindergarden. I'd read everytime we got free time...
Thanks mam
My first encounter with this poem.In Beauty lurches Mud of Ugliness,though Mud be Beautiful.
This gave me nightmares. I was about four or something when I watched this 😂
Does anyone know the music playing in the background?
What's an aimbot?
lili 😂😂
I remember this as a song but can't find a musical version anywhere
You know this poem tale book deserves to have a foreign western or japanese animated horror kids movie and tv show adaptation.
I remember reading this when I was 5 .
Can anyone please tell me how can i get the music from this video?
can u make a video on fill in the blanks and questions from between the chapter ?
please
One of my fav books of poetry is about someone getting eaten👍
Thankyou ❤️
Ngl i recited this poem when i was at grade 2 and i got scared of the story because i searched this again at yt and i saw the pictures and it scared me lol but now i’m old i aint afraid of it no more