Wynken, Blynken and Nod Magic Hands

Hello! Come on, everybody, take a seat.

Whoo!

-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!

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-Hello!

-Hello!

My name is A-I-M-E-E. Aimee.

And my name is A-S-H-L-E-Y. Ashley.

DOG BARKS

Look at what my hands can do.

Urgh! What's that? It's all slimy.

It's an eel. And the reason it's all slimy is because it's a fish.

And usually, they live in rivers and the sea.

What can you do with an eel?

Well, you could balance one on the end of your nose.

A bit like the white-haired old man we're about to meet.

This poem was written by Lewis Carroll

and it's called You Are Old, Father William.

Are you ready?

Oh, are we at Granny and Grandad's house? I hope they have biscuits.

"You are old, Father William," the young man said,

"And your hair has become very white;

"And yet you incessantly stand on your head -

"Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

"In my youth," Father William replied to his son,

"I feared it might injure the brain;

"But now that I am perfectly sure I have none...

"Why, I do it again and again."

"You are old," said the youth, "As I mentioned before,

"And have grown most uncommonly fat;

"Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door -

"Pray, what is the reason of that?"

"In my youth," said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,

"I kept all my limbs very supple

"By the use of this ointment - one shilling the box -

"Allow me to sell you a couple?"

"You are old," said the youth, "one would hardly suppose

"That your eye was as steady as ever,

"Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose -

"What made you so awfully clever?"

"I have answered three questions, and that is enough,"

Said his father, "Don't give yourself airs!

"Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?

"Be off, or I'll kick you downstairs!"

Wow, that was good.

Now, it's my turn.

My poem is about three tiny, magical men who go fishing.

But they don't fish for fish, they fish for stars.

This poem is by Eugene Field and it's called Wynken, Blynken and Nod.

Are you ready?

DOG BARKS

CAT MEOWS

DOG BARKS

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe -

Sailed on a river of crystal light,

Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"

The old moon asked the three.

"We have come to fish for the herring fish

"That live in this beautiful sea;

"Nets of silver and gold have we!"

Said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song.

As they rocked in the wooden shoe,

And the wind the wind that sped them all night long

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The little stars were the herring fish

That lived in the beautiful sea -

"Now cast your nets wherever you wish -

"Never afraid are we,"

So cried the stars to the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

All night long their nets they threw

To the stars in the twinkling foam -

Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,

Bringing the fishermen home.

'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed

As if it could not be,

And some folk thought 'twas a dream they dreamed

Of sailing that beautiful sea -

But I shall name you the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,

And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is a wee one's trundle-bed.

So shut your eyes while mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be,

And you shall see the beautiful things

As you rock in the misty sea...

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three...

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

HE SNORES

-Wake up, Ashley!

-Oh, I'm sorry, Aimee.

That was just so beautiful it sent me off to sleep.

When you go off to bed,

why not ask your mum or dad to read the poem to you.

And, in your head, imagine you are fishing for twinkling stars

that dash across the skies like beautiful herring fish.

HE SNORES

Bye-bye!

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# Make your fingers super-duper. #

Magic Hands!