Sailing Down the Stream Magic Hands

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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.

Ten!

ALL: Magic hands!

# Just look at my magic

# My magic hands

# Make your fingers super-duper. #

Magic Hands!

Hello!

My name is S-I-M-O-N.

Simon!

Look at what my hands can do.

Oh, it's a piece of paper.

Wow! Now it's a paper boat.

I have a poem about paper boats...

..written by a famous poet...

..Rabindranath Tagore.

Are you ready? Yeah.

Day by day I float my paper boats

One by one down the running stream

In big black letters, I write my name on them

And the name of the village where I live

I hope that someone in some strange land will find them

And know who I am

I load my little boats with shiuli flower from our garden

And hope these blooms of the dawn will be carried safely

To the land in the night

I launch my paper boats

And look up into the sky

And see the little clouds setting thee white bulging sails

I know not what playmate of mine in the sky sends them

Down the air to race with my boats

When night comes, I bury my face in my arms

And dream that my paper boats float on and on

Under the midnight stars

The fairies of sleep are sailing in them

And the lading is their baskets full of dreams.

Did you enjoy that poem?

I did.

Wasn't it a beautiful poem?

Do you ever fold paper

to make a pretty boat,

like this one?

Why don't you have a go and see if your paper boat

will sink or float?

Bye-bye.

Magic hands!

# Just look at my magic

# My magic hands

# Make your fingers super-duper

# Magic hands! #

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