Here Comes the Sun Magic Hands

Hello! Come on, everybody, take a seat.

Wow!

Woo!

BOTH: Hello!

-BOTH:

-Hello!

Wiggle your fingers and cross your feet.

Are you ready?

One, two, three, watch me.

Four, five, six, I've got some tricks.

Seven, eight, nine, it's almost time.

10!

ALL: Magic hands!

# Just look at my magic

# My magic hands

# Make your fingers super-duper. #

Magic Hands!

Hello. My name is...

Donna. Look what my hands can do.

Oh, it's a window. Let's take a look outside.

It's the sun.

I'm so excited. I can go out and play. That reminds me.

I have a poem for you. It's called The Sun.

And it's written by Gareth Lancaster. Are you ready?

Don't you think the sun is bright?

I wonder where it goes at night.

Does it sleep or does it hide?

Or is the moon its other side?

Does it hide behind the hills

late at night as outside chills?

Do you think it needs a rest from all the warming it does best?

Could it even have a home?

Maybe in London

or even in Rome.

Or does it just float around?

Moving slowly from town to town.

Yes, I think it must do that. After all, the Earth's not flat.

So, the sun goes round and round, spreading sunshine on the ground.

Did you enjoy that?

If you go out to play today, I wonder what the sun will be doing.

If it's really hot, remember, you must put on your sun cream.

Bye-bye!

ALL: Magic hands!

# Just look at my magic.

# The magic hands

# Make your fingers super duper. #

ALL: Magic hands!