MAY 1ST, 2015 PERFORMANCE ORDER
WE'RE HAPPY TO BE HERE
by Konnie Saliba
We're happy to be here, to entertain and sing for you.
We thought long and hard about just what to do.
Some things are old, and others brand new.
We have practiced each day to prepare this for you!
We thought long and hard about just what to do.
Some things are old, and others brand new.
We have practiced each day to prepare this for you!
WHISPER!
by Greg Gilpin ©2011 Heritage Music Press, Inc., All Rights Reserved
ALL:
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
PART 1:
I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh! I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh!
PART 2:
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
(Decrescendo)
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: Sshh! PART 2: Whisper!
PART 1: Sshh! PART 2: Whisper!
ALL: (make whispering noises 4 beats then Sssshhh 4 beats)
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
PART 1:
Come a bit closer while I whisper whisper. Come a bit closer while I whisper, whisper.
PART 2:
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
(Crescendo)
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Just a little louder.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Louder please.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Please, a little louder!
PART 1: Quiet! PART 2: Sshh!
ALL: Whisper!
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Just a little louder.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Louder please.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Please, a little louder!
PART 1: Quiet! PART 2: Sshh!
ALL: Whisper! (Make whispering noises…..sshhh!)
PART 1:
I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh! I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh!
PART 2:
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
PART 1:
Come a bit closer while I whisper whisper. Come a bit closer while I whisper, whisper.
PART 2:
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
PART 1: Whisper, whisper, whispering. PART 2: I bet someone’s listening!
ALL: Whisper, whisper, whispering!
Whis - per, whis - per sshh! Whis - per, whis - per sshh! Whisper, whisper sshh!
Are you listening? Whisper! Ssssshhhhh!
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
PART 1:
I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh! I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh!
PART 2:
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
(Decrescendo)
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: No one can hear me. PART 2: I must whisper.
PART 1: Sshh! PART 2: Whisper!
PART 1: Sshh! PART 2: Whisper!
ALL: (make whispering noises 4 beats then Sssshhh 4 beats)
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
PART 1:
Come a bit closer while I whisper whisper. Come a bit closer while I whisper, whisper.
PART 2:
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
(Crescendo)
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Just a little louder.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Louder please.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Please, a little louder!
PART 1: Quiet! PART 2: Sshh!
ALL: Whisper!
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Just a little louder.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Louder please.
PART 1: Can you hear me? PART 2: Please, a little louder!
PART 1: Quiet! PART 2: Sshh!
ALL: Whisper! (Make whispering noises…..sshhh!)
PART 1:
I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh! I need to whisper, whisper. Sshh!
PART 2:
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
I need to whisper something to you. Whisper, whisper something now.
PART 1:
Come a bit closer while I whisper whisper. Come a bit closer while I whisper, whisper.
PART 2:
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
Come a bit closer while I whisper. I must whisper in your ear.
PART 1: Whisper, whisper, whispering. PART 2: I bet someone’s listening!
ALL: Whisper, whisper, whispering!
Whis - per, whis - per sshh! Whis - per, whis - per sshh! Whisper, whisper sshh!
Are you listening? Whisper! Ssssshhhhh!
CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET?
by Frombach and Crescenz
© 2011 Hal Leonard Corporation, Inc., All Rights Reserved
Shhh! CAN you keep a secret? Shhh! Can YOU keep a secret?
Can you keep a secret and keep it very well?
I only care to share it if you promise not to tell.
I can keep a secret and tell you one or two.
But only if you promise it will always stay with you.
Many secrets are inside my head just waiting *to get out.
(Part 2: I have many secrets….)
Some I’d like to whisper and some I’d love to SHOUT!
Secrets, keeping secrets, is what I have to do,
But I don’t think anyone would mind if I share a few with you.
Shhh! CAN you keep a secret? Shhh! Can YOU keep a secret?
Can you keep a secret and keep it very well?
I only care to share it if you promise not to tell.
Tell me all your secrets and I will tell you mine.
Well, maybe six or seven, but never eight or nine.
Many secrets are inside my head just waiting to get out.
(Part 2: I have many secrets….)
Some I’d like to whisper and some I’d love to SHOUT!
Secrets, keeping secrets, is what I have to do,
But I don’t think anyone would mind if I share a few with you.
No, I don’t think anyone would mind...if I share a few with you!
Secrets! Shhh! Secrets! Shhh! Can YOU keep a secret?
Can you keep a secret and keep it very well?
I only care to share it if you promise not to tell.
I can keep a secret and tell you one or two.
But only if you promise it will always stay with you.
Many secrets are inside my head just waiting *to get out.
(Part 2: I have many secrets….)
Some I’d like to whisper and some I’d love to SHOUT!
Secrets, keeping secrets, is what I have to do,
But I don’t think anyone would mind if I share a few with you.
Shhh! CAN you keep a secret? Shhh! Can YOU keep a secret?
Can you keep a secret and keep it very well?
I only care to share it if you promise not to tell.
Tell me all your secrets and I will tell you mine.
Well, maybe six or seven, but never eight or nine.
Many secrets are inside my head just waiting to get out.
(Part 2: I have many secrets….)
Some I’d like to whisper and some I’d love to SHOUT!
Secrets, keeping secrets, is what I have to do,
But I don’t think anyone would mind if I share a few with you.
No, I don’t think anyone would mind...if I share a few with you!
Secrets! Shhh! Secrets! Shhh! Can YOU keep a secret?
CHATTERBOX
by Janet Gardner
© 2010 Hal Leonard Corporation, Inc.
From morning ‘til night it was Lucy’s delight to chatter and talk without stopping.
There was not a day but she rattled away like water forever a-dropping.
No matter at all if the subjects were small or not worth the trouble of saying at all.
‘Twas equal to her, she would talking prefer, to working or reading or playing, it’s true!
To working or reading or playing.
PART 1: Chat chat chat chattering, chat chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
PART 2: Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat chattering. Chatterbox!
You’ll think now perhaps that there would have been gaps, if she had not been wonderfully clever.
That her sense was so great, and so witty her pate, it would be forthcoming forever.
But that’s quite absurd, for have you not heard that much tongue and few brains are connected at all.
That they are supposed to think least who talk most. Their wisdom is always suspected, it’s true?
Their wisdom is always suspected.
PART 1: Chat chat chat chattering, chat chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
PART 2: Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat chattering. Chatterbox!
ALL: Chatterbox!
PART 1: (wait until **)
While Lucy was young, had she bridled her tongue with a little good sense and exertion.
Who knows, but she might now have been our delight, instead of our jest and aversion.
PART 2 (starts this section):
Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. ** Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering.
Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering.
Chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
ALL:
No matter at all if the subjects were small, or not worth the trouble of saying at all.
‘Twas equal to her, she would talking prefer to working or reading or playing.
To working or reading -- playing or eating --
Lucy the chat chat chat, chat chat chat chattering chatterbox. Chatterbox!
There was not a day but she rattled away like water forever a-dropping.
No matter at all if the subjects were small or not worth the trouble of saying at all.
‘Twas equal to her, she would talking prefer, to working or reading or playing, it’s true!
To working or reading or playing.
PART 1: Chat chat chat chattering, chat chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
PART 2: Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat chattering. Chatterbox!
You’ll think now perhaps that there would have been gaps, if she had not been wonderfully clever.
That her sense was so great, and so witty her pate, it would be forthcoming forever.
But that’s quite absurd, for have you not heard that much tongue and few brains are connected at all.
That they are supposed to think least who talk most. Their wisdom is always suspected, it’s true?
Their wisdom is always suspected.
PART 1: Chat chat chat chattering, chat chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
PART 2: Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat. Chat, chat, chat chattering. Chatterbox!
ALL: Chatterbox!
PART 1: (wait until **)
While Lucy was young, had she bridled her tongue with a little good sense and exertion.
Who knows, but she might now have been our delight, instead of our jest and aversion.
PART 2 (starts this section):
Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. ** Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering.
Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering. Chat chat chattering.
Chat chat chattering. Chatterbox!
ALL:
No matter at all if the subjects were small, or not worth the trouble of saying at all.
‘Twas equal to her, she would talking prefer to working or reading or playing.
To working or reading -- playing or eating --
Lucy the chat chat chat, chat chat chat chattering chatterbox. Chatterbox!
GIVE ME A KITE
Words and Music by Andy Beck
© 2012 Alfred Music Publishing Co., Inc.
The demo track for "Give Me A Kite" can be found at the following link:
http://www.alfred-music.com/player/AlfredChoralDesigns2012/37939/player.html
http://www.alfred-music.com/player/AlfredChoralDesigns2012/37939/player.html
Look in the sky! Higher than high! I’m gonna fly ---- a kite!
Give me a kite. Give me a string. Give me a day to do anything.
Give me the wind. Give me an open sky.
Give me the clouds. Give me the sun. Give me a meadow where I can run.
Give me a kite. Give me a chance to fly.
Flying, flying wherever the breezes blow.
Flying, flying -- wherever the wind will take me I will go.
Part 1: Let’s fly! Part 2: Let’s fly!
Part 2: Give me a guide. Lend me a hand. Give me the knowledge to understand.
Part 1: Let’s fly……
ALL: Give me the will. Give me the nerve to try.
Part 2: Clear me a path. Show me the way. No need to worry, I’ll be okay.
Part 1: Let’s fly!
ALL: Give me a kite. Give me a chance to fly!
Flying, flying, wherever the breezes blow.
Flying, flying -- wherever the wind will take me I will go.
Wherever the wind will take me -- I will go.
Part 1: Let’s fly! Part 2: Let’s fly!
ALL: Let’s fly!
Give me a kite. Give me a string. Give me a day to do anything.
Give me the wind. Give me an open sky.
Give me the clouds. Give me the sun. Give me a meadow where I can run.
Give me a kite. Give me a chance to fly.
Flying, flying wherever the breezes blow.
Flying, flying -- wherever the wind will take me I will go.
Part 1: Let’s fly! Part 2: Let’s fly!
Part 2: Give me a guide. Lend me a hand. Give me the knowledge to understand.
Part 1: Let’s fly……
ALL: Give me the will. Give me the nerve to try.
Part 2: Clear me a path. Show me the way. No need to worry, I’ll be okay.
Part 1: Let’s fly!
ALL: Give me a kite. Give me a chance to fly!
Flying, flying, wherever the breezes blow.
Flying, flying -- wherever the wind will take me I will go.
Wherever the wind will take me -- I will go.
Part 1: Let’s fly! Part 2: Let’s fly!
ALL: Let’s fly!
HATS
by Hank Beebe
© 1985 Hal Leonard Corporation, Inc.
The song "Hats" is no longer published and does not come with an accompaniment track. The best I can give you for something to sing along with is a YouTube video of another group performing the song. Our performance will be similar to these performances....but probably better! =)
Here are a couple of examples that will help you learn the song:
1. A 4th and 5th Grade chorus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qyvwz5KzPT8
2. A 5th and 6th Grade chorus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsv3yQ60bc0
Here is a recording of ME (Mrs. Rothra!) playing the music for HATS!
Here are a couple of examples that will help you learn the song:
1. A 4th and 5th Grade chorus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qyvwz5KzPT8
2. A 5th and 6th Grade chorus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsv3yQ60bc0
Here is a recording of ME (Mrs. Rothra!) playing the music for HATS!
Hats, were made for your head,
For when it is cold outside to keep you warm instead.
Hats can give you that style,
And make you lift your chin up, bursting with a smile.
But hats can say a whole lot.
Not so much when they’re on your head as when they’re not.
Like when you say hats off to sunny Saturdays,
Hats off to chocolate anything, hats off to friends loyal and true.
And that’s why we’re takin’ our hats off to you.
Hats, are brimming with fun.
That’s why on New Year’s Eve you wear a funny one
(stick out your tongue) blehhh!
Part 1: And hats Part 2: The very same hats,
Part 1: Can cover your hair Part 2: Can cover your hair,
ALL: But they can mean more when you hold them in the air.
Like when you say hats off to sunny Saturdays,
Hats off to chocolate anything. Hats off to friends loyal and true.
And that’s why we’re takin’ our hats off to you!
BARNYARD JAMBOREE
by Earlene Rentz
© 2008 Hal Leonard Corporation, Inc.
There’s barnyard fun on the farm, it’s fun for you and me.
We’re waiting in the barnyard, ready to begin our barnyard jamboree.
(Kazoos)
The farmer in the dell, the farmer in the dell.
Hi ho the dairy-o, the farmer in the dell.
It was Old MacDonald at the farm E - I - E - I - O!
And on that farm he had a dog, B - I - N - G - O!
B - I - N - G - O B - I - N - G - O B - I - N - G - O
and Bingo was his name-o.
(Kazoos)
The farmer takes a wife, the farmer takes a wife,
her name is Mary-o, Mary-o, Mary-O!
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow.
There’s barnyard fun on the farm, the music is so great!
We’re ready for the barnyard jamboree! We will not be late!
(Kazoos)
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn.
There are sheep in the meadow, cows in the corn.
Little Boy Blue, come play your tune.
Old MacDonald will be dancing soon!
Little Boy Blue come sing with me. We’ll have a barnyard jamboree!
Old MacDonald and his friends sang and danced with glee!
And Mary and her little lamb loved the jamboree.
The farmer in the dell, the farmer in the dell, Hi-Ho the Dairy-O
Hi-Ho Hi-Ho Hi-Ho Hi-Ho
Hi-Ho we loved the show, the barn - yard - jam - bo - ree!
(Kazoos) Yee-haw!!
THE COW IN THE KITCHEN (Third Grade Performers Only)
A folk tale retold by Evelyne Johnson; adapted by Marcia Rothra
CHARACTERS:
Narrator
Farmer
Farmer’s Wife
Baby
Dog - 1
Cows - 1
Goats - 1
Lambs - 1
Ducks - 2
Chickens - 2
NARRATOR: Once upon a time there was a farmer and his wife who lived with their baby in a very nice but very little house. Sometimes it seemed very crowded. One day, the farmer decided to go and talk to the wise man in the village to see if he had a solution to the problem of the farmer’s very little house. The farmer said:
FARMER: My house is very crowded. The baby cries, the dog barks, and my wife scolds me because the house is very little and it is too crowded. What shall I do?
WISE MAN: Bring the cow into the kitchen.
FARMER: Why should I bring the cow into the kitchen?
NARRATOR: But the wise man would say no more. (Wise man shakes his head no.) So the farmer went home and brought the cow into the kitchen. (Farmer brings the cow into the kitchen.) (Noise.) The next day the farmer went back to talk to the wise man in the village. The farmer told the wise man:
FARMER: It was very noisy last night! The cow mooed, the baby cried, the dog barked, and my wife scolded me because the house is very little and it is too crowded. What shall I do?
WISE MAN: Bring the goat into the kitchen.
NARRATOR: And the wise man would say no more. (Wise man shakes his head no.) So the farmer went home and brought the goat into the kitchen. (Farmer brings the goat into the kitchen.) (Noise.) The next morning, a rather tired farmer went back to the wise man in the village. The farmer told him:
FARMER: It was even more noisy last night. (Yawns.) The goat ninnied, the cow mooed, the baby cried, the dog barked, and my wife scolded me because the house is very little and it is too crowded! What shall I do?
WISE MAN: Bring the lamb into the kitchen.
FARMER: Now why would I do that?
NARRATOR: And the wise man would say no more. (Wise man shakes head no.) So the farmer went home and brought the lamb into the kitchen that night. (Farmer brings the lamb into the kitchen). (Noise.) The very next day, the farmer went back to the wise man in the village. The farmer told him:
FARMER: Last night it was horribly noisy! The lamb baahed, the goat ninnied, the cow mooed, the baby cried, the dog barked, and my wife scolded me because the house is very little and it is too crowded. What in the world shall I do?
WISE MAN: Bring the ducks into the kitchen.
FARMER: (jaw drops; looks totally shocked at the wise man, then at the audience, then back at the wise man.)
WISE MAN: (Shakes his head no.)
NARRATOR: So the very perplexed man went home and brought the ducks into the kitchen. (Farmer brings ducks into the kitchen). (Noise.) The very next day, the very tired and very confused farmer walked very slowly back to the wise man in the village.
FARMER: Well, I didn’t think it was possible, but last night was the noisiest night yet. The ducks quacked, the lambs baahed, the goats ninnied, the cow mooed, the baby cried, the dog barked, and my wife scolded me very loudly because the house is very little and it is too crowded! Wise man, please tell me what to do!
WISE MAN: Bring the chickens into the kitchen.
FARMER: (says this at the very same time as the wise man as if he just knew what he was going to say and said it at the same time.) ---- chickens into the kitchen.
NARRATOR: And the wise man would say no more.
FARMER: But --
WISE MAN: (Shakes his head no.)
FARMER: But --
NARRATOR: Ahem! (clears throat) I said -- “And the wise man would say no more.” (Wise man shakes his head. Farmer shrugs his shoulders, but listens then exits.) So the farmer went home and did as he was told, and brought the chickens into the kitchen. (Farmer brings the chickens into the kitchen.) (Noise.) The very next day, the farmer dragged himself back to the wise man and said:
FARMER: Look. I can not stand it any more. Last night was the noisiest night that EVER happened in my house. The chickens clucked and I might have even heard a rooster crow! The ducks quacked, the lamb baahed, the goat ninnied, the cow mooed, the baby cried, the dog barked, and my wife scolded me because the house is way too little and it is too crowded! What shall I do?
NARRATOR: The wise man thought for a minute and finally said:
WISE MAN: Send all the animals out of the kitchen.
FARMER: (says nothing but just looks very surprised)
NARRATOR: And the wise man would say no more. (Wise man shakes his head no.) So the farmer, who finally thought maybe there was some hope, ran home and one by one, he shooed all the animals out of the kitchen.
(The farmer shoos all the animals out of the kitchen. They are being loud as they are being shooed. One by one, they disappear off the stage and it gets very quiet. The only ones left on stage are the farmer and his wife and baby standing in the middle of the kitchen looking around, very relaxed.)
FARMER: Boy, it sure is quiet!
NARRATOR: said the farmer.
WIFE: Look at all the room!
NARRATOR: said the wife. Even the baby relaxed and enjoyed the peacefulness of their very large and very quiet house.
(The wise man walks to center stage with a big smile on his face and speaks to the audience.)
WISE MAN: Wise man is very wise!
LITTLE BUNNY FOO FOO (Fourth Grade Performers Only)
© 2011 Paul Brett Johnson Scholastic Press, Scholastic Inc., All Rights Reserved. Adapted by Marcia Rothra
Narrator
Good Fairy
Field Mice - 3
Woodchucks - 2
Fox (es)
Grizzly Bears - 2
Instruments: 2 BX, 2 AX, 1 AG, Temple Blocks, Vibraslap, Tubanos
(The Narrator enters while chewing gum and talking on cell phone very fast about the Good Fairy, completely oblivious to everyone and everything; says things like “well I just love her hair” or “but that wand she was carrying is SO 2014” etc.; suddenly sees the audience, realizes there’s a crowd of people around, then shrieks; says “honey, I’ll have to call you back later” and hangs up the phone; awkwardly smiles at audience)
Narrator: (continues to smile awkwardly). Hey. Have y’all seen the Good Fairy around? (audience will likely say no; pretend to be very relieved) Okay, good. Well, you know y’all, I’ll let you in on a little secret: Good fairies do not like tomfoolery. Oh you think I’m talking about little old ME? Nope. Good fairies do not like tomfoolery and honey, let me tell you a story! This is the story of a very cute but very naughty little bunny named Little Bunny Foo Foo. Tomfoolery was something he loved to do, and that’s exactly why the Good Fairy had to keep an eye on Little Bunny Foo Foo when he whipped up a batch of yucky-mucky mud pies and headed for the forest! Now tell me, y’all, do you think he was up to something nice?
ALL: (everyone shakes their heads “no”)
(The field mice enter from the back and as they move from the back to the stage, they interact with some of the audience members. The end up on the stage, kneeling on their knees facing the audience front and center.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the field mice and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
(Foo Foo bops the mice on the head as the song is sung and laughs hysterically at himself. The mice fall down and then sit up while rubbing their heads as if they aren’t sure what happened.)
Narrator: To be fair, Little Bunny Foo Foo was not a bad bunny. Not really. But he was VERY naughty! So down came the good fairy. **fairy sound** She said:
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the field mice and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good
Fairy: Now Little Bunny Foo Foo, I’ll give you THREE chances, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON!
Narrator: And I thought that would be the end of that. But was it?
ALL: Of course not!!
(Foo Foo exits; when he hears the woodchucks, he hides where he can still see what’s going on. The woodchucks enter while chanting “how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?” They are minding their own business and enjoying themselves and end up on the stage facing the audience front and center. Foo Foo watches from behind, then bops them on the head during the song. The woodchucks fall over then sit up rubbing their heads.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the woodchucks and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: Some bunnies just won’t listen. Down came the good fairy **fairy sound** and she said:
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the woodchucks and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: I’ll give you TWO more chances, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON! Do you hear me? A GOON. It’s not polite going around bopping folks on the head!
(Foo Foo exits looking kind of sad; when the music begins, he pays attention from where he can’t really be seen.)
(The fox enters in a sly and sneaking manner, as if he’s looking out for Little Bunny Foo Foo. He decides he’s out-tricked Foo Foo and ends up on the front of the stage looking very pleased with himself. However, Foo Foo comes out during the song and bops the fox on the head. The fox falls over and gets up rubbing his head. Foo Foo laughs hysterically.)
Narrator: Do you think he listened?
ALL: No way!!
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the fox and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: By now, the good fairy was getting a tad cross. **fairy sound**
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the fox and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: (tries to keep herself under control but says each word as if she’s really angry and about to lose it.) Little. Bunny. Foo. FOO. (smiles nervously). You’ve got ONE more chance, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON! I mean it! I am NOT kidding. This head bopping will not do! I repeat...WILL NOT DO!
Narrator: Do you think he behaved?
ALL: We don’t THINK so!
(The grizzly bears enter yawning and stretching as if they’re ready for a long nap, carrying a blankie, teddy “bear” etc. They end up sitting on the front of the stage, back to back, as if they’re going to sleep. When Foo Foo bops them on the head, all they do is fall over together as if they are sound asleep. Foo Foo is disappointed and wakes them up. When they wake up, they rub their heads and say they have a headache, etc.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the grizzly bears and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: You know, a good fairy can only take so much. Down came the good fairy… **fairy sound**
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the grizzly bears and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: Now, bless your heart, Little Bunny Foo Foo. I gave you THREE chances, and you didn’t behave. You need to know that if the Good Fairy SAYS she’s going to turn you into a goon, the Good Fairy will most certainly do so! So now I’m going to turn you into a GOON!
(Little Bunny Foo Foo is turned into a goon.)
Narrator: Well, you know what they say….
ALL: HARE TODAY, GOON TOMORROW!
Good Fairy
Field Mice - 3
Woodchucks - 2
Fox (es)
Grizzly Bears - 2
Instruments: 2 BX, 2 AX, 1 AG, Temple Blocks, Vibraslap, Tubanos
(The Narrator enters while chewing gum and talking on cell phone very fast about the Good Fairy, completely oblivious to everyone and everything; says things like “well I just love her hair” or “but that wand she was carrying is SO 2014” etc.; suddenly sees the audience, realizes there’s a crowd of people around, then shrieks; says “honey, I’ll have to call you back later” and hangs up the phone; awkwardly smiles at audience)
Narrator: (continues to smile awkwardly). Hey. Have y’all seen the Good Fairy around? (audience will likely say no; pretend to be very relieved) Okay, good. Well, you know y’all, I’ll let you in on a little secret: Good fairies do not like tomfoolery. Oh you think I’m talking about little old ME? Nope. Good fairies do not like tomfoolery and honey, let me tell you a story! This is the story of a very cute but very naughty little bunny named Little Bunny Foo Foo. Tomfoolery was something he loved to do, and that’s exactly why the Good Fairy had to keep an eye on Little Bunny Foo Foo when he whipped up a batch of yucky-mucky mud pies and headed for the forest! Now tell me, y’all, do you think he was up to something nice?
ALL: (everyone shakes their heads “no”)
(The field mice enter from the back and as they move from the back to the stage, they interact with some of the audience members. The end up on the stage, kneeling on their knees facing the audience front and center.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the field mice and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
(Foo Foo bops the mice on the head as the song is sung and laughs hysterically at himself. The mice fall down and then sit up while rubbing their heads as if they aren’t sure what happened.)
Narrator: To be fair, Little Bunny Foo Foo was not a bad bunny. Not really. But he was VERY naughty! So down came the good fairy. **fairy sound** She said:
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the field mice and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good
Fairy: Now Little Bunny Foo Foo, I’ll give you THREE chances, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON!
Narrator: And I thought that would be the end of that. But was it?
ALL: Of course not!!
(Foo Foo exits; when he hears the woodchucks, he hides where he can still see what’s going on. The woodchucks enter while chanting “how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?” They are minding their own business and enjoying themselves and end up on the stage facing the audience front and center. Foo Foo watches from behind, then bops them on the head during the song. The woodchucks fall over then sit up rubbing their heads.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the woodchucks and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: Some bunnies just won’t listen. Down came the good fairy **fairy sound** and she said:
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the woodchucks and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: I’ll give you TWO more chances, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON! Do you hear me? A GOON. It’s not polite going around bopping folks on the head!
(Foo Foo exits looking kind of sad; when the music begins, he pays attention from where he can’t really be seen.)
(The fox enters in a sly and sneaking manner, as if he’s looking out for Little Bunny Foo Foo. He decides he’s out-tricked Foo Foo and ends up on the front of the stage looking very pleased with himself. However, Foo Foo comes out during the song and bops the fox on the head. The fox falls over and gets up rubbing his head. Foo Foo laughs hysterically.)
Narrator: Do you think he listened?
ALL: No way!!
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the fox and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: By now, the good fairy was getting a tad cross. **fairy sound**
Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t wanna see you
scoopin’ up the fox and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: (tries to keep herself under control but says each word as if she’s really angry and about to lose it.) Little. Bunny. Foo. FOO. (smiles nervously). You’ve got ONE more chance, and if you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into a GOON! I mean it! I am NOT kidding. This head bopping will not do! I repeat...WILL NOT DO!
Narrator: Do you think he behaved?
ALL: We don’t THINK so!
(The grizzly bears enter yawning and stretching as if they’re ready for a long nap, carrying a blankie, teddy “bear” etc. They end up sitting on the front of the stage, back to back, as if they’re going to sleep. When Foo Foo bops them on the head, all they do is fall over together as if they are sound asleep. Foo Foo is disappointed and wakes them up. When they wake up, they rub their heads and say they have a headache, etc.)
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the grizzly bears and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Narrator: You know, a good fairy can only take so much. Down came the good fairy… **fairy sound**
Little Bunny Foo Foo hopping through the forest,
scoopin’ up the grizzly bears and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
Good Fairy: Now, bless your heart, Little Bunny Foo Foo. I gave you THREE chances, and you didn’t behave. You need to know that if the Good Fairy SAYS she’s going to turn you into a goon, the Good Fairy will most certainly do so! So now I’m going to turn you into a GOON!
(Little Bunny Foo Foo is turned into a goon.)
Narrator: Well, you know what they say….
ALL: HARE TODAY, GOON TOMORROW!
CLICK CLACK MOO: COWS THAT TYPE
(performed by entire Ensemble)
by Doreen Cronin
adapted by Marcia Rothra
Narrator 1: Farmer Brown has a problem. His cows like to type. All day long he hears:
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 2: At first he couldn't believe his ears. Cows that type? Impossible!
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 3: And then, he couldn't believe his eyes. The cows had typed him a letter!
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
The barn is very cold at night. We'd like some electric blankets.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 1: It was bad enough that the cows had found the old typewriter in the barn, now they wanted electric blankets?
Farmer Brown: "No way! No electric blankets!"
Narrator 2: …said Farmer Brown. So the cows went on strike and left a note on the barn door.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
COWS: Sorry. We're closed. No milk today.
Farmer Brown: "No milk today?!"
Narrator 2: …cried Farmer Brown. In the background, he heard the cows busy at work.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 1: The next day, he got another note:
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
The hens are cold too. They'd like electric blankets.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 3: The cows were getting impatient with the farmer. He had not brought them electric blankets! So they left a new note on the barn door.
COWS: Closed. No milk. No eggs.
Farmer Brown: "What? No eggs?!"
Narrator 2: …cried Farmer Brown. In the background he heard them typing again.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Farmer Brown: "Cows that type? Hens on strike? Who ever heard of such a thing? How can I run a farm with no milk and no eggs?"
Narrator 1: Farmer Brown was furious. So, he got out his own typewriter.
Farmer Brown: Dear Cows and Hens,
There will be no electric blankets. You are cows and hens.
I demand milk and eggs. Sincerely, Farmer Brown
Narrator 2: Now Duck was a neutral party, so he took that letter to the cows.
Narrator 3: The cows held an emergency meeting. All the animals gathered around the barn to listen in, but no one could understand what the cows were saying because none of the other animals spoke Moo.
COWS: (Look at each other and “talk” in “Moo” as if you are meeting together.)
Narrator 1: All night long, Farmer Brown waited for an answer.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 2: Duck knocked on the door early the next morning and gave Farmer Brown a note:
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
We will exchange our typewriter for electric blankets. Leave them outside the barn door,
and we will send Duck over with the typewriter.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 3: Farmer Brown decided this was a good deal.
Narrator 1: So Farmer Brown left the electric blankets next to the barn door and waited for Duck to come with the typewriter.
Narrator 2: But the next morning he got a note:
Dear Farmer Brown,
The pond is quite boring. We'd like a diving board.
Sincerely, The Ducks
DUCKS: Click, clack, quack, Click, clack, quack. Clickety, clack, quack.
Click, clack, quack, Click, clack, quack. Clickety, clack, quack.
Narrator 3: So everyone on the farm was finally happy! THE END!
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 2: At first he couldn't believe his ears. Cows that type? Impossible!
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 3: And then, he couldn't believe his eyes. The cows had typed him a letter!
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
The barn is very cold at night. We'd like some electric blankets.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 1: It was bad enough that the cows had found the old typewriter in the barn, now they wanted electric blankets?
Farmer Brown: "No way! No electric blankets!"
Narrator 2: …said Farmer Brown. So the cows went on strike and left a note on the barn door.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
COWS: Sorry. We're closed. No milk today.
Farmer Brown: "No milk today?!"
Narrator 2: …cried Farmer Brown. In the background, he heard the cows busy at work.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 1: The next day, he got another note:
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
The hens are cold too. They'd like electric blankets.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 3: The cows were getting impatient with the farmer. He had not brought them electric blankets! So they left a new note on the barn door.
COWS: Closed. No milk. No eggs.
Farmer Brown: "What? No eggs?!"
Narrator 2: …cried Farmer Brown. In the background he heard them typing again.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Farmer Brown: "Cows that type? Hens on strike? Who ever heard of such a thing? How can I run a farm with no milk and no eggs?"
Narrator 1: Farmer Brown was furious. So, he got out his own typewriter.
Farmer Brown: Dear Cows and Hens,
There will be no electric blankets. You are cows and hens.
I demand milk and eggs. Sincerely, Farmer Brown
Narrator 2: Now Duck was a neutral party, so he took that letter to the cows.
Narrator 3: The cows held an emergency meeting. All the animals gathered around the barn to listen in, but no one could understand what the cows were saying because none of the other animals spoke Moo.
COWS: (Look at each other and “talk” in “Moo” as if you are meeting together.)
Narrator 1: All night long, Farmer Brown waited for an answer.
COWS: Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety, clack, moo.
Narrator 2: Duck knocked on the door early the next morning and gave Farmer Brown a note:
COWS: Dear Farmer Brown,
We will exchange our typewriter for electric blankets. Leave them outside the barn door,
and we will send Duck over with the typewriter.
Sincerely, The Cows
Narrator 3: Farmer Brown decided this was a good deal.
Narrator 1: So Farmer Brown left the electric blankets next to the barn door and waited for Duck to come with the typewriter.
Narrator 2: But the next morning he got a note:
Dear Farmer Brown,
The pond is quite boring. We'd like a diving board.
Sincerely, The Ducks
DUCKS: Click, clack, quack, Click, clack, quack. Clickety, clack, quack.
Click, clack, quack, Click, clack, quack. Clickety, clack, quack.
Narrator 3: So everyone on the farm was finally happy! THE END!