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Hello! Come on, everybody, take a seat. | 0:00:05 | 0:00:11 | |
Wow! | 0:00:11 | 0:00:13 | |
Woo! | 0:00:13 | 0:00:14 | |
BOTH: Hello! | 0:00:14 | 0:00:15 | |
-BOTH: -Hello! | 0:00:15 | 0:00:18 | |
Wiggle your fingers and cross your feet. | 0:00:18 | 0:00:22 | |
Are you ready? | 0:00:25 | 0:00:26 | |
One, two, three, watch me. | 0:00:26 | 0:00:31 | |
Four, five, six, I've got some tricks. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:37 | |
Seven, eight, nine, it's almost time. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:42 | |
Ten! | 0:00:42 | 0:00:43 | |
ALL: Magic hands! | 0:00:43 | 0:00:46 | |
# Just look at my magic | 0:00:46 | 0:00:49 | |
# My magic hands | 0:00:49 | 0:00:51 | |
# Make your fingers super-duper. # | 0:00:51 | 0:00:54 | |
Magic Hands! | 0:00:54 | 0:00:55 | |
-BOTH: -Hello! | 0:01:00 | 0:01:02 | |
My name is... | 0:01:02 | 0:01:03 | |
And my name is... | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
Look at what my hands can do! | 0:01:13 | 0:01:15 | |
Oh, look! It's a hat. | 0:01:15 | 0:01:17 | |
I wonder who would wear a hat like that. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:21 | |
I'd like to wear a hat like that if I was dressing up. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:34 | |
Who could I be? | 0:01:34 | 0:01:35 | |
Hang on... | 0:01:36 | 0:01:37 | |
Don't we know a poem about a man who wore a hat just like that? | 0:01:37 | 0:01:43 | |
He was called The Pied Piper, | 0:01:43 | 0:01:45 | |
and he played magic music on a pipe, like this... | 0:01:45 | 0:01:49 | |
His story is told in a poem by a very famous poet called | 0:01:52 | 0:01:56 | |
Robert Browning. | 0:01:56 | 0:01:59 | |
It's called The Pied Piper of Hamelin. | 0:01:59 | 0:02:02 | |
Do you want to hear it? | 0:02:03 | 0:02:05 | |
The story begins in a little village that was overrun by lots | 0:02:09 | 0:02:13 | |
and lots of rats. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:15 | |
Eeurgh! | 0:02:15 | 0:02:16 | |
Then the magic piper came along. | 0:02:18 | 0:02:21 | |
Are you ready to hear about what he did? | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, by famous Hanover City. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:52 | |
The river Weser, deep and wide, | 0:02:53 | 0:02:58 | |
washes its wall on the southern side. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:01 | |
A pleasanter spot you never spied. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:05 | |
But, when begins my ditty, | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
almost 500 years ago, | 0:03:08 | 0:03:12 | |
to see the townsfolk suffer so | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
from vermin, was a pity. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
Aargh! | 0:03:21 | 0:03:22 | |
Rats! | 0:03:30 | 0:03:31 | |
They fought the dogs | 0:03:34 | 0:03:36 | |
and killed the cats, | 0:03:36 | 0:03:40 | |
made nests inside men's Sunday hats... | 0:03:40 | 0:03:43 | |
..and even spoiled the women's chats, | 0:03:46 | 0:03:50 | |
by drowning their speaking | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
with shrieking and squeaking | 0:03:52 | 0:03:55 | |
in 50 different sharps and flats. | 0:03:55 | 0:04:02 | |
Did you see those rats? | 0:04:02 | 0:04:04 | |
Aren't they horrible? | 0:04:04 | 0:04:06 | |
Well, the people of the town get together with the mayor | 0:04:06 | 0:04:10 | |
and talk about how they really need help. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:13 | |
KNOCKING ON DOOR | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:19 | |
KNOCKING ON DOOR | 0:04:22 | 0:04:25 | |
"Come in," the mayor cried, looking bigger... | 0:04:28 | 0:04:31 | |
..and in did come the strangest figure. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:36 | |
His queer long coat from heel to head | 0:04:38 | 0:04:43 | |
was half of yellow and half of red. | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
And nobody could enough admire | 0:04:48 | 0:04:53 | |
the tall man and his quaint attire. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:57 | |
He advanced to the council-table | 0:04:59 | 0:05:03 | |
and, "Please, your honours," said he, "I'm able, | 0:05:03 | 0:05:07 | |
"by means of a secret charm, to draw | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
"all creatures living beneath the sun, | 0:05:10 | 0:05:14 | |
"that creep | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
"or swim, | 0:05:16 | 0:05:19 | |
"or fly or run, | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
"after me so as you never saw. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:24 | |
"And people call me the Pied Piper." | 0:05:26 | 0:05:29 | |
And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, | 0:05:41 | 0:05:45 | |
you heard as if an army muttered. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:48 | |
And the muttering grew to a grumbling, | 0:05:48 | 0:05:51 | |
and the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:55 | |
And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:58 | |
Great rats, small rats, | 0:06:05 | 0:06:10 | |
lean rats, brawny rats, | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
brown rats, black rats, | 0:06:13 | 0:06:16 | |
grey rats, tawny rats. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:20 | |
Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives | 0:06:20 | 0:06:27 | |
followed the Piper for their lives. | 0:06:27 | 0:06:30 | |
From street to street he piped advancing, | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
and step for step they followed dancing, | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
until they came to the river Weser | 0:06:38 | 0:06:44 | |
wherein all plunged and perished. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:47 | |
Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar, | 0:06:58 | 0:07:03 | |
swam across and lived to carry | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
as he, the manuscript he cherished | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
to Rat-land home, his commentary | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
which was... | 0:07:13 | 0:07:14 | |
"At the first shrill notes of the pipe, | 0:07:18 | 0:07:22 | |
"I heard a sound as of scraping tripe... | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
"..and putting apples, wondrous ripe, | 0:07:28 | 0:07:33 | |
"into a cider-press's gripe, | 0:07:33 | 0:07:38 | |
"and a moving away of pickle-tub boards, | 0:07:38 | 0:07:42 | |
"and a leaving ajar of conserve cupboards." | 0:07:42 | 0:07:46 | |
"Mmm. Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon, | 0:08:05 | 0:08:10 | |
"and just as a bulky sugar-puncheon... | 0:08:10 | 0:08:14 | |
"..just as methought it said 'Come bore me!' | 0:08:14 | 0:08:18 | |
"I found the Weser rolling o'er me." | 0:08:18 | 0:08:22 | |
You should have heard the Hamelin people | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:35 | |
"Go," cried the Mayor, | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
"and leave in our town not even a trace of the rats." | 0:08:37 | 0:08:42 | |
When, suddenly, up the face of the Piper perked in the market-place, | 0:08:42 | 0:08:47 | |
with a, "First, if you please, | 0:08:47 | 0:08:52 | |
"my thousand guilders!" | 0:08:52 | 0:08:54 | |
Wasn't the piper clever? | 0:08:59 | 0:09:01 | |
I wonder if they'll pay him. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:04 | |
Did you see how the rats followed the piper, because the magic music | 0:09:04 | 0:09:09 | |
made them imagine lots and lots of delicious things | 0:09:09 | 0:09:12 | |
like sugar and butter and pickles? | 0:09:12 | 0:09:15 | |
Why don't you have a think about what delicious ideas would | 0:09:17 | 0:09:21 | |
make you get up and moving? | 0:09:21 | 0:09:23 | |
-BOTH: -Bye! | 0:09:25 | 0:09:26 | |
ALL: Magic hands! | 0:09:30 | 0:09:31 | |
# Just look at my magic | 0:09:33 | 0:09:35 | |
# My magic hands | 0:09:36 | 0:09:38 | |
# Make your fingers super-duper. # | 0:09:38 | 0:09:42 | |
Magic Hands! | 0:09:42 | 0:09:43 |