Talks & Conversations

Storytime: Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus!

¡No dejes que la paloma conduzca el autobús!

Visitors enjoy Storytime in the National Gallery's East Building. 

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Let’s play together while reading aloud the children’s book Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus! / ¡No dejes que la paloma conduzca el autobús! by Mo Willems in English and Spanish. We welcome all ages, especially our youngest visitors and nursing parents.

We will gather our play group at the entrance of our East Building and we will get settled in the Atrium with a special book and other creative ways to play. We will read the story twice. Storytime is free of charge and there is no registration.

You’re welcome to park strollers at coat check. Children must be accompanied by an adult.

Have a group to bring? Questions? Contact [email protected].

Storytime takes place the first Friday and Saturday of the month with a new book to enjoy.

Juguemos juntos mientras leemos un libro en voz alta en inglés y en español. Invitamos a personas de todas las edades, especialmente a nuestros visitantes más jóvenes, así como a padres y madres lactantes.

Nos reuniremos con el grupo en la entrada del Edificio Este y nos acomodaremos en el atrio con un libro especial y otras actividades creativas. La hora de cuentos es una actividad gratuita. No hay que inscribirse.

Se pueden aparcar los cochecitos en el guardarropa en la entrada del edificio. Los niños deben estar acompañados de un adulto.

¿Quiere traer a un grupo? ¿Preguntas? Escriba a [email protected].

La hora de cuentos tiene lugar el primer viernes y sábado de cada mes (con algunas excepciones), cada vez con un libro nuevo.

 

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