Tell us a bedtime story to win Bookbug prizes
Category: Bookbug

Have you ever made up your own bedtime story or rhyme? Do you want to write a new one? Perhaps you’ve added your own twist to an existing story? Whatever it is, we’d love to hear it.

Share your bedtime stories and rhymes with us for Bookbug Week 2015 and you could win a very special, one-off Bedtime Bookbug blanket or outfit for your little one, plus a mini Bookbug doll. We've also got two runners-up prizes of a mini Bookbug doll and a bagful of books.

You can record yourself telling us the story, write or draw it. All we ask is that it is original story or a new take on a classic. If you think Sleeping Beauty gets woken up by a dragon, then let us know!

Need some inspiration? Here are some lists of bedtime and sleep-themed books for babies and toddlers.


How to enter

Please keep your stories under 350 words, or four minutes if you’re sending us a recording. Check out our terms and conditions for more guidance.

You can send us your story by email to, post it in the form or comments below, or, if you’re a social media natural, post it as a video on Twitter or Instagram tagged #BedtimeforBookbug.

The competition closes at 17:00 on Monday 25 May 2015, when one lucky winner will be drawn from a hat to win a special one-off Bookbug blanket or baby clothes. Two runners up will win a bag of books and a mini Bookbug doll. We’ll also publish some of our favourites on our blog during Bookbug Week.

To give some ideas to get you started, we’ve asked the parents of Scottish Book Trust to share some of their bedtime stories below.

For more inspiration, try these great tips on sharing stories with children from Chae Strathie, and ideas on how to tell a great story from author and storyteller Vivian French. 


Bookbug's Bedtime Stories: Examples

Fraser and the Dragon

There once was a little boy called Fraser who lived in a tiny village in the mountains. Everyone in Fraser’s village feared one thing, and one thing only: dragons.

But dragons didn’t scare Fraser. In fact, every night Fraser would have dreams where he’d fly high above the clouds on a dragon. He’d see his mum and baby sister working outside their hut. He’d see the nasty older boys who teased him about his size. He could even see his dad’s bald patch as his dragon swooped and dove through the air.

One day, Fraser had skived off collecting firewood to climb his favourite tree and lie in its top branches.

He had closed his eyes to sun and started to drift off when a cool breeze tickled his face, and the inside of his eyelids went from pink to black. Perhaps a storm was coming? In which case being up a tree was not a good idea. Fraser reluctantly opened one eye to check.

He saw blue, but not the blue of the sky. He saw the blue of a dragon’s eye peering back at him. No-one in Fraser’s village had ever been this close to a dragon and lived to tell the tale. And yet, he wasn’t afraid. To him the dragon just looked afraid. He looked curious.

When Fraser sat up, sure enough, the dragon fluttered back along the tree’s canopy. Very slowly, Fraser reached out his hand towards the dragon. Timidly, the dragon sniffed his hand and then, to Fraser’s surprise, he leaned his ear towards it.

Unsure what to do, Fraser scratched behind his ear like he did with the dogs who lived in the village. The dragon let out a sigh so deep that a little puff of smoke came out of his nose.

Fraser moved closer to the dragon, who extended his wing to form a ramp up to his back. He climbed on board, ready to fly.


Jamie's Bedtime Song