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Chicken-Little




By Caroline Graham

Jazz Plays

 

Author: One morning Chicken-Little woke up early and decided to go for a walk.

The sun was shining. It was a beautiful day.

As she was walking under the old oak-tree a small acorn fell and landed right on her head.

Chicken-Little: Hey! Hey! What’s that? What’s that?

I know! I know! The sky is falling in!

Chorus: Run, Chicken! Run, Chicken! Run, Chicken! Run!

Chicken-Little, little! Run, Chicken! Run!

The sky is falling in!

Chicken-Little, run, run!

Chicken-Little, run, run!

Run, Chicken-Little!

The sky is falling in!

Chicken-Little: I must tell the king! I must tell the king!

A piece of the sky fell on my head!

I must tell the king!

Chorus: You must tell the king! You must tell the king!

The sky is falling in! You must tell the king!

Author: Chicken-Little began to walk a little faster down the road towards the king’s castle.

On the way, she met her old friend Henny-Penny.

Henny-Penny: Good morning, Chicken-Little. Where are you going? What’s your hurry?

Chicken-Little, what’s your hurry? Can’t you say hello?

Chicken-Little: I can’t stop now.

I’m going to see the king.

The sky is falling in!

I must tell the king!

Henny-Penny: What did you say? What did you say?

Chicken-Little: The sky is falling in!

Henny-Penny: That’s what I thought you said.

Chorus: Run, Chick, run! The sky is falling in!

Run, Chick, run! You must tell the king!

Henny-Penny: Tell me again. What fell?

Chicken-Little: A piece of the sky.

Henny-Penny: When did it fall?

Chicken-Little: Just a minute ago.

Henny-Penny: A minute ago? Oh, no!

We must tell the king!

Chorus: You must tell the king! You must tell the king!

The sky is falling in! You must tell the king!

Author: So, Chicken-Little and Henny-Penny hurried together down the road towards the king’s castle.

On the way, they met their old friend Cocky-Lucky.

Cocky-Lucky: Hello, Chicken-Little! Hello, Henny-Penny! Where are you going? What’s your hurry?

Slow down, Henny-Penny! What’s your hurry, Chicken-Little?

Chorus: Slow down! Slow down! What’s your hurry, Chicken-Little?

Slow down! Slow down! What’s your hurry, Henny-Penny?

Slow down! Slow down!

Henny-Penny: We can’t slow down. We can’t slow down.

We must tell the king!

Chorus: Tell the king, tell the king!

They must tell the king!

They can’t slow down!

They must tell the king!

Cocky-Lucky: Tell the king what? What’s the matter? What’s wrong?

What are you going to tell the king?

Chorus: What’s the matter? What’s wrong?

What’s the matter? What’s wrong?

What’s wrong? What’s wrong?

What’s the matter? What’s wrong?

Chicken-Little: The sky is falling in! The sky is falling in!

Chorus: Run, Chick, run! The sky is falling in!

Tell the king! Tell the king!

The sky is falling in!

Cocky-Lucky, Henny-Penny, Chicken-Little, run!

The sky is falling in! The sky is falling in!

Cocky-Lucky: Who said that? Who said that?

Henny-Penny, how do you know?

Henny-Penny: Chicken-Little told me so.

Cocky-Lucky: Chicken-Little, how do know?

Chicken-Little: How do I know?

A piece of the sky

fell on my head

just a minute ago.

Cocky-Lucky: Oh, no! What’ll we do?

Oh, my! What’ll we do?

The sky is falling in!

We must tell the king!

Author: And so, Cocky-Lucky joined Chicken-Little and Henny-Penny.

The three of them hurried together down the road towards the king’s castle.

On the way, they met their old friend Ducky-Walky.

Ducky-Walky: Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, hi!

Where are going? Where are going?

Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, hey!

Can I come too? Can I come too?

Chorus: Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, hi!

Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, hey!

Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, ho!

Can I come too? Can I come too?

Cocky-Lucky: We’re going to see the king.

We have to see the king.

Ducky-Walky: Why do you have to see the king?

Cocky-Lucky: The sky is falling in.

Ducky-Walky: The sky – oh, my!

The sky is falling in?

Cocky-Lucky: That’s right. That’s right.

The sky is falling in.

Ducky-Walky: Cocky-Lucky, how do you know?

Cocky-Lucky: Henny-Penny told me so.

Ducky-Walky: Henny-Penny, how do you know?

Henny-Penny: Chicken-Little told me so.

Ducky-Walky: Chicken-Little, how do know?

Chicken-Little: How do I know?

A piece of the sky

fell on my head

just a minute ago.

Ducky-Walky: Oh, no! What’ll we do?

Oh, my! What’ll we do?

The sky is falling in!

We must tell the king!

Author: And so, Ducky-Walky joined Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny and Cocky-Lucky.

The four of them hurried together down the road towards the king’s castle.

On the way, they met their old friend Goosy-Woosy.

Goosy-Woosy: Chicken-Little, Henny-Penny, Cocky-Lucky, Ducky-Walky, where are you going?

What’s your hurry? Can’t you say hello?

Ducky-Walky: We can’t slow down. We can’t slow down.

We don’t have time to say hello.

We must see the king.

Goosy-Woosy: Why do you want to do that?

Why do you want to do that?

You know that king has more important things to do

than talk to you.

Why do you want to do that?

Why do you want to do that?

Chorus: The king, the king; everyone wants to see the king.

The king has more important things to do

than talk to you.

Talk to you, talk to you; nobody wants to talk to you.

The king has more important things to do

than talk to you.

Ducky-Walky: We have to see the king.

The sky is falling in!

Goosy-Woosy: The sky is falling in?

Ducky-Walky, how do you know?

Ducky-Walky: Cocky-Lucky told me so!

Goosy-Woosy: Cocky-Lucky, how do you know?

Cocky-Lucky: Henny-Penny told me so.

Goosy-Woosy: Henny-Penny, how do you know?

Henny-Penny: Chicken-Little told me so.

Goosy-Woosy: Chicken-Little, how do know?

Chicken-Little: How do I know?

A piece of the sky

fell on my head

just a minute ago.

We must tell the king!

Author: So, Goosy-Woosy joined Chicken-Little, and Henny-Penny, and Cocky-Lucky, and Ducky-

Walky. The five of them hurried together down the road towards the king’s castle.

On the way, they met their old friend Turkey-Lurky.

Turkey-Lurky: Where are you going? What’s your hurry?

Slow down! Slow down!

Goosy-Woosy: We can’t stop now. We must see the king.

Turkey-Lurky: Why do you have to see the king?

Goosy-Woosy: The sky is falling in.

Someone has to tell the king –

The sky is falling in.

Turkey-Lurky: The sky is falling in?

How do you know?

Goosy-Woosy: Chicken-Little told Henny-Penny,

Then Henny-Penny told Cocky-Lucky,

Cocky-Lucky told Ducky-Walky,

And Ducky-Walky told me.

Turkey-Lurky: Is that true?

Then I’ll come, too.

We must tell the king –

The sky is falling in.

We must tell the king!

Author: And down the road they went just as fast as they could go:

Chicken-Little and Henny-Penny,

Cocky-Lucky and Ducky-Walky,

Goosy-Woosy and Turkey-Lurky hurried together towards the king’s castle.

On the way, they met Foxy-Waxy.

Chorus: Watch out of the Fox, he’ll eat you up!

Watch out of the Fox, watch out!

He’ll eat you up, he’ll eat you up!

Watch out of the Fox, watch out!

Author: Foxy-Waxy saw Chicken-Little and her friends hurrying down the road.

He smiled a foxy smile and said to himself

Foxy-Waxy: Aha! What’s this coming down the road?

It looks like a tasty Sunday dinner.

M-m-m-m… I can’t wait. M-m-m-m… I can’t wait.

Author: Then he turned to Chicken-Little and in his most polite and friendly voice said

Foxy-Waxy: Good morning, my dear! Where are you going?

Where are you going this morning?

Chicken-Little: Oh, Mister Fox, haven’t you heard:

The sky is falling in?

We must tell the king!

We must tell the king!

Author: Now, Foxy-Waxy was a clever fellow.

He didn’t believe for a minute that the sky was really falling in.

He took a long look at the sky and then turned to Chicken-Little and said

Foxy-Waxy: Hey, right, here it comes: the sky is falling in!

Follow me, I know the way, I’ll take you to the king.

Author: So, Chicken-Little and Henny-Penny,

Cocky-Lucky and Ducky-Walky,

Goosy-Woosy and Turkey-Lurky –

All followed Foxy-Waxy.

And no one ever saw them again,

And nobody told the king.

 

Goldylucks and the Three Bears

 

Author: Once upon a time there were three bears.

Chorus: Three what?

Author: Three bears.

Once upon a time there were three bears.

Chorus: How many bears?

Author: Three bears. One, two… three bears.

One, two… three bears.

First, there was a Mama, Mama-bear

Chorus: M-A-M-A, Mama-bear.

Author: Then there was a Papa, Papa-bear.

Chorus: P-A-P-A, Papa-bear.

Hear comes Mama, here comes Papa,

Here they come, Mama and Papa.

Mama loves Papa, Papa loves Mama,

Mama and Papa love Baby-bear.

Author: Who loves Mama?

Chorus: Papa loves Mama.

Author: Who loves Papa?

Chorus: Mama loves Papa.

Mama loves Papa, Papa loves Mama,

Mama and Papa love Baby-bear.

Author: Where’s Baby-bear? Where’s Baby-bear?

Chorus: Baby-bear, Baby-bear. Where’s Baby-bear?

We want Baby-bear, Baby-bear, Baby-bear.

Where’s Baby-bear, Baby-bear, Baby-bear?

House: Look, look, look over there! Look over there!

It’s Baby-bear.

Author: B – for baby, B – for Baby-bear.

B – for baby, B – for Baby-bear.

B – for baby, B – for Baby-bear.

This chant’s for Baby, this chant’s for bear,

This is chant for Baby-bear.

This chant’s for Baby, this chant’s for bear,

This is chant for Baby-bear.

Once upon a time there were three bears.

Chorus: One – two – three bears.

Author: One morning the three bears were busy getting ready for breakfast.

Papa: I’ll make the porridge!

Mama: I’ll pour the milk!

Baby: I’ll set the table! I’ll set the table!

Chorus: And they did! And they did!

Baby set the table, Mama poured the milk, Papa made the porridge, and they all sat down.

Author: Who set the table?

Chorus: Baby set the table.

Author: Who poured the milk?

Chorus: Mama poured the milk.

Author: Who made the porridge?

Chorus: Papa made the porridge. Papa made the porridge and they all sat down, they all sat down, they all sat down, they all sat down and started to eat.

Baby: Au, Wow, hot – hot – hot!

Mama: Au, Wow, hot – hot – hot!

Papa: Au, Wow, hot – hot – hot!

Author: And they all jumped up and danced around the table, shouting, “Hot, hot, much too hot.”

Chorus: Hot, hot, much too hot. Hot, hot, much too hot. Much too hot, much too hot.

Papa: Let’s go for a walk and let it cool off.

Mama: That’s a good idea! Let’s go.

Author: And the three bears left, one by one, with their breakfast still on the table.

Chorus: Glasses full of milk, porridge in the bowls, spoons in the porridge, paper napkins.

Glasses full of milk, porridge in the bowls, spoons in the porridge, paper napkins.

Spoons, glasses, bowls and napkins.

Spoons, glasses, bowls and napkins.

Glasses full of milk, porridge in the bowls, spoons in the porridge, paper napkins.

Author: As soon as the bears left, the House felt empty and sad.

There was no one there, not even a bear.

Chorus: No one there, not even a bear.

House: This is awful, I feel bad,

I feel lonely, I feel sad.

Empty table, empty chairs,

It’s lonely here without the bears.

Author: Now the House felt so lonely for the bears.

He began to sing a sad little song.

House: This is awful, I feel bad,

I feel lonely, I feel sad.

Empty table, empty chairs,

It’s lonely here without the bears.

Author: Suddenly the house heard a noise.

House: Oh, what’s that? What’s that? Who’s there?

Oh, what’s that? I hope it’s a bear!

Chorus: What’s that? Who’s there?

What’s that? Who’s there?

What’s that? Who’s there?

I hope it’s a bear!

Author: But it wasn’t a bear! It was a little girl, a little girl with golden hair.

Chorus: What’s your name? What’s your name?

Girl: Everybody calls me Goldylucks.

Chorus: What did you say?

Girl: Goldylucks.

Chorus: Goldylucks, Goldylucks. Say it again.

Girl: Goldylucks.

House: What a beautiful name!

Author: Goldylucks was surprised when she saw the bears’ House.

Girl: What a surprise! What a beautiful house!

I wonder if anybody’s home?

Author: First she knocked on the door.

Girl: … …, is anybody home?

… …, is anybody home?

Author: No one answered, so she knocked again

Girl: … …, is anybody home?

House: Come right in! Come in and sit down!

The door is unlocked, come in and sit down!

Author: She picked through the window and knocked at the door.

Nobody answered, so she knocked once more.

 

Girl: … …, is anybody home?

… …, is anybody home?

House: Come right in! Come in and sit down!

The door is unlocked, come in and sit down!

Author: Goldylucks was afraid to enter an empty house alone, but the voice of the house sounded friendly,

so she opened the door and walked in.

Girl: Look at the table! Set for three! I hope there’s the place just right for me.

Author: First, she sat down in Papa-bear’s chair and tasted his bowl of porridge.

Girl: Oh, no, this is too hot and the chair’s too big, much too big.

Chorus: Too hot, too big, much too hot, much too big.

Author: Then she sat down in Mama-bear’s chair and tasted her bowl of porridge.

Girl: Oh, no, this is too cold and the chair is hard, much too hard.

Chorus: Too cold, too hard, much too cold, much too hard.

Author: Then she sat down in Baby-bear’s chair and tasted his bowl of porridge.

Girl: M- m! This is good, not too hot and not too cold!

M- m! This is good! This is just right!

Chorus: Just right, just right!

Author: So, she sat right there in Baby-bear’s chair.

She ate his porridge and drank his milk.

In fact, she was having a wonderful time

When all of a sudden the chair fell apart

And Goldylucks fell on the floor.

Girl: Oh, dear! What a shame! Such a nice little chair!

Oh, dear! What a shame! I think I’ll take a nap.

Author: She walked into the bedroom and saw Papa-bear’s bed.

Girl: This bed’s too big, much too big!

Chorus: Try another one! Try another one!

Author: Then she saw Mama-bear’s bed.

Girl: This bed’s too hard, much too hard!

Chorus: Try another one! Try another one!

Author: Then she saw Baby-bear’s nice little bed and it looked just right.

Chorus: Just right, just right! Not too big and not too hard. Just right, just right!

Author: The bed was so comfortable that Goldylucks put her head on the pillow, pulled the covers up to

her chin and fell fast asleep. While Goldylucks was asleep, the three bears came home. They were

just getting ready to sit down at the table when Papa-bear shouted

Papa: Hey! What’s this? Someone’s been sitting in my chair! Someone’s been eating my porridge!

Chorus: Eating his porridge! Sitting in his chair!

We saw the girl with golden hair!

Mama: Me! Oh, my! Oh, me! What’s this?

Someone’s been sitting in my chair!

Someone’s been eating my porridge, too!

Chorus: Eating her porridge! Sitting in her chair!

We saw the girl with golden hair!

Baby: Mama! Mama! Papa! Papa! Somebody ate my porridge!

Papa, Mama: Oh, no!

Baby: Look at my chair! Look at my chair!

Somebody broke my chair!

Papa, Mama: Oh, no! What a shame!

I wonder who broke his chair.

Chorus: We know the girl who broke his chair!

We saw the girl with golden hair!

Author: Papa-bear got up from the table and walked into the bedroom.

Mama-bear and Baby-bear followed him.

Papa: Oh no! Oh, no! Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!

Mama: Oh no! Oh, no! Someone’s been sleeping in my bed, too!

Author: Then Baby-bear saw his bed with Goldylucks asleep under the covers. He began to shout

Baby: Mama! Mama! Papa! Papa! Come quickly! Come quickly!

Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!

And here she is! And here she is!

Papa: Look, it’s a girl!

Mama: Where?

Papa: There!

Author: Goldylucks woke up and saw the three bears.

She jumped out of bed, ran out the door

And no one ever saw her again.

Papa: Well, that’s that!

Mama: Yes, that’s that!

Baby: Well we, that’s that!

House: Goldylucks’s gone. What a shame!

Goldylucks! What a beautiful name!

 




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