My Dad Is Fantastic Roald Dahl Pdf Apr 2026

Let me tell you about the first time I knew. It was a Tuesday. It was raining. And the cat had just eaten my mother’s best hat.

“That’s impossible,” I said.

You see, I have a monster under my bed. His name is Grumblegut. He has three eyes, seventeen teeth, and a breath that smells like old cheese and thunder. Every night at 11:17, he tries to grab my ankles. my dad is fantastic roald dahl pdf

PING!

I hear whispering. I hear a giggle—and it is not my father’s giggle. Then I hear a small, wet voice say, “Oh! Oh, I see! Well, why didn’t you say so?” Let me tell you about the first time I knew