Growing Up 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!

Growing up.

Hello.

My name is D-O-N-N-A.

Donna.

Look what my hands can do.

Oh! It's a fire engine.

But what's it for?

It's for putting out fires.

And for keeping people safe.

It reminds me of a poem, When I Grow Up, written by Grace Andreacchi.

Are you ready?

Come on!

I'd like to be a fireman

And put the fires out

And ride the big red engine round the town

Up and down

Up and down

The big light going round and round

And the big siren screaming

I'd like to be a ringmaster

And wear a coat and hat

I'd crack my whip and just like that

Lions and tigers at my command

Clowns and elephants under my hand

The big lights beaming out of the stand

And the big crowd screaming

I'd like to be the daring girl

who rides the high trapeze

I'd swing from my toes

I'd hang from my knees

In my glorious sparkles

Like stars in the breeze

The big light shining so everyone sees

Me, up there gleaming.

Did you enjoy that poem?

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Do you want to be a teacher or maybe a doctor?

Perhaps you want to be a pilot?

Or a zookeeper?

Just imagine what you can do.

Bye-bye.

# Just look at my magic

# My magic hands Make your fingers super-duper. #