Storyteller: It was a beautiful weekend, and Caillou was very excited because he was going camping.
Caillou: Mommy, I need to go. Now.
Mom: Are you sure you can't wait?
(Mom stops the car at a rest area, and she and Caillou get out of the car)
Rosie: Caillou? (crying)
Dad: Wha-What's the matter, Rosie?
Rosie: Mommy gone!
Dad: You're right, and so is Caillou.
(Dad and Rosie get out of the car)
Dad: There you are.
Dad: Where's Caillou?
Mom: He needed to make a pit stop.
Caillou: I'm finished.
Mom: Come on. We'd better get going.
Dad: Yeah, let's get this show on the road. On second thought…
Mom: What's the matter, honey?
Dad: I-I-I think I'd better go, too.
(Caillou, Mom, and Rosie laugh)
Caillou: (pointing at a sign with a moose on it) What's that?
Mom: It's a moose-crossing sign. There are a lot of moose in the forest, and that tells drivers to watch for them.
Caillou: A moose?! Wow! Can I see one?
Rosie: Rosie, too!
Mom: You shouldn't get your hopes up too high, Caillou.
Dad: Because moose are very shy.
Storyteller: Caillou thought it was strange that such a big animal could be shy.
(The family reaches the campsite)
Pierre: Hi, folks! Welcome to Camp Brome! My name's Pierre! What's yours?
Pierre: You're going to have lots of adventures here, Caillou. You can play games, and go swimming, and even climb a mountain! What would you like to do first?
Caillou: I want to see a moose.
Pierre: I'm afraid it's not very likely. Moose stay away from people most of the time. I don't think we've ever seen one in the camp before.
(Mom and Dad are trying to put the trailer up)
Pierre: What do you say we give 'em a hand with that?
(Caillou and Pierre help Dad and Mom with the trailer)
Pierre: Nice work, Caillou.
(Scene cuts to a lake, where Mom is swimming)
Mom: Are you coming in, Caillou?
Caillou: Wait for me, Mommy! (He sees little fish swimming in the water and gets scared)
Mom: What's the matter, sweetie? Come on, the water's great.
Caillou: But something's swimming in the water.
Mom: Those are little fish, Caillou. Don't worry. They're more afraid of you than you are of them.
Storyteller: Caillou wasn't so sure that he wanted to swim anymore.
Caillou: It's too deep.
Mom: It isn't deep at all.
Caillou: It's cold.
Mom: Don't you want to splash me?
(Caillou gets in the water, and he and Mom have a splash fight)
Storyteller: Once Caillou got into the water, he wasn't afraid anymore.
(Mom and Caillou laugh)
Storyteller: And pretty soon, it was time for lunch. (batches of hamburger on buns)
Mom: Mmmmm! Something smells awfully good. I could eat a horse.
Dad: Well, I could eat a moose.
Rosie: Moose! Moose!
Mom: Oh, no, a chipmunk. Shoo! Shoo! (Chipmunk taken a dibs of hamburger buns)
(Caillou and Rosie giggle)
Dad: We really shouldn't feed the wild animals, Caillou. (Caillou got the dibs on hamburger bun)
Dad: Because they have to get their food from the forest. (Caillou eats a dib of hamburger bun)
Mom: What are you two doing this afternoon?
Dad: We're going mountain climbing.
Dad: That's it, Caillou. Keep going. You're doing great.
Dad: Are you okay?
Storyteller: Caillou was frightened when he slipped, but he wanted Daddy to see how brave he was.
Dad: We're almost there. Look.
(He and Caillou get to the top)
Dad: We did it! I'm very proud of you.
(The sun sets, and Caillou and Dad are sleeping in the hammock)
Mom: I guess mountain climbing must be hard work.
Mom: Come on, guys. It's bedtime. Everything's ready in the trailer.
Caillou: I want to stay in the hammock.
Dad: It would be fun to sleep outside.
Mom: Okay then.
Storyteller: Caillou loved sleeping in the hammock in his Daddy's arms.
Mom: Night-night. Sleep tight.
Caillou and Dad: Don't let the bedbugs bite.
(Morning comes, and Caillou is the first one awake.)
Caillou: (gasps) Huh?
Storyteller: Caillou was very impressed by the moose. He had never seen such a big animal before.
Caillou: Mommy, Mommy! Come and see! Daddy! Daddy, look!
Dad: Oh, wow!
(Mom and Rosie come out in their pajamas)
Dad: Shhh! We have to be as quiet as mice. Remember, moose are very shy.
(The family is quiet)
Caillou: (whispers) It's a moose.
Rosie: (yells) Moose! Moose!
(the moose goes away)
Rosie: Moose gone. (giggles)
(The whole family laughs)
Storyteller: Caillou thought it was funny that such a big animal could be frightened away by a little girl like Rosie.