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  • 02-10-1968
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Nursery School

    Nursery School
    Composer(s): Joyce Grenfell
    Performer(s): Joyce Grenfell



    1. Free Activity Period


    Oh, hello, Mrs Hingle
    I'm so glad you could come along
    As you see, we're just having a Free Activity Period
    and in our Free Activity Period each little individual chooses his or her own occupation
    Some are painting, some are using plasticine, and some work at a sand-table
    We feel that each little one must get to the bottom of his or herself
    and find out what he really wants of life
    Who is making that buzzing noise?
    Well, stop it please, Neville
    Hazel, dear, come away from the door and get on with your plasticine
    I love to see them so happily occupied, each one expressing his little personality...
    George - don't do that...
    Now, children, I want you all to say 'Good morning' to Mrs Hingle
    Good morning, Mrs Hingle
    No, Sidney, not good-bye
    Mrs Hingle has only just come
    You don't want her to go away yet?
    No, she hasn't got a funny hat on, that's her hair
    So sorry, Mrs Hingle
    Sometimes we ARE just a trifle outspoken
    We try to encourage honesty, only sometimes it doesn't always...
    And this is my friend Caroline, and Caroline is painting such a lovely red picture
    aren't you, Caroline?
    I wonder what it is?
    Perhaps it's a lovely red sunset, is it?
    Or a big red orange?
    It's a picture of Mummy!
    For a moment I thought it was a big red orange, but now you tell me
    I can see it is a picture of Mummy
    Aren't you going to give her any nose?
    No nose
    It's so interesting the way they see things
    Sidney, don't blow at Edgar, please
    I know I said you could choose what you are going to do
    but you cannot choose to blow at Edgar
    Because it isn't a good idea
    Yes, I know it makes his hair go up and down, but I don't want you to do it
    Now get back to the sand-table, there's a good boy
    Yes, there is room, Sue; there's heaps of room
    Just move up a bit
    Susan! We never bite our friends
    Say you are sorry to Sidney
    You needn't kiss him
    No, you needn't hug him
    Susan, PUT HIM DOWN
    No fisticuffs, please
    She hasn't made any teeth marks, has she, Sidney?
    Well then... don't fuss
    Sometimes our little egos are on the big side, I'm afraid...
    Hazel, dear, I don't want to have to say it again: please come away from the door
    Why can't you?
    Well, you shouldn't have put your finger in the key hole,
    and then it wouldn't have got stuck
    Children, there is no need for everyone to come and have a look
    just because poor Hazel has caught her finger in the keyhole
    Back to your work, please
    No, Sidney, I don't think it is stuck in there for ever and ever
    I don't for one minute think we will have to get the Fire Brigade
    to come and take the door down to set her free
    You do exaggerate, Sidney
    Well, if we haven't got her finger out by dinner-time she'll have to have it here
    And her tea
    And her supper and stay the night
    But we are going to get it out, aren't we, Hazel?
    David
    Turn round, please, David
    Right round
    Use your hanky, please, David
    And again
    And again
    And now wipe
    Thank you, David
    Hazel, why did you put your finger in the keyhole?
    To see if it would go in!
    Well, now let's see if we can get it out!
    Who is making that buzzing noise?
    Neville
    I know you are a busy bee, but boy busy-bees don't buzz
    Only bee busy-bees buzz
    I can still hear you, Neville
    Neville!
    I should think so
    He's such a musical child, and one doesn't want to discourage him
    Sidney, take that paint-brush out of your ear and give it back to Lavinia
    Yes, you do want it back, Lavinia
    You like painting
    Yes, you do
    We're hoping she is going to take to it soon
    Now then, Hazel, have you tried wiggling it?
    You know, Mrs Hingle, this child's finger really is caught in the keyhole...
    I think the Fire Brigade are the best in an emergency
    Yes, there is a telephone - at the end of the passage
    Would you? Oh, that is good of you
    I'll stay here and hold the fort and prepare the children
    Thank you so much
    Children, I don't want anyone to get excited, but kind Mrs Hingle has gone to see
    if we can get one of those clever men from the Fire Brigade
    to come and help us get Hazel's finger out...
    Oh, you've got it out, Hazel
    Well done
    That's lovely
    IT'S ALL RIGHT, MRS HINGLE - SHE'S GOT IT OUT
    Sidney
    You are not to go near the keyhole
    SIDNEY
    Can you get it out?
    I SPOKE TOO SOON, MRS HINGLE...
    Oh, Sidney...

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    2. Going Home Time


    Children - it's time to go home, so finish tidying up and put on your hats and coats
    Some of our mummies are here for us, so hurry up
    Billy won't be long, Mrs Binton
    He's on hamster duty
    Now let's see if we can't all help each other
    Janey - I said help each other
    Help Bobbie carry that chair, don't pin him against the wall with it
    We're having a go at our good neighbour policy here, Mrs Binton, but it doesn't always...
    Neville, off the floor, please
    Don't lie there
    And Sidney, stop painting, please
    Because it's time to go home
    Well, you shouldn't have started another picture, should you
    What is it this time?
    Another blue man!
    Oh, I see, so it is
    All right, you can make it just a little bit bluer
    but only one more brushful, please, Sidney
    We don't think he's very talented
    but we feel it's important to encourage their self-expression
    You never know where it might lead...
    Rachel
    Gently - help Teddy gently into his coat
    It's a lovely coat, Teddy, what's wrong with it?
    Oh
    It looks like a boy's coat when you wear it
    And lots of boys wear pink
    Poor wee mite, he has three older sisters!
    Neville, I said get up off the floor
    Who shot you dead?
    David did?
    Well, I don't suppose he meant to
    He may have meant to then, but he doesn't mean it now, and anyhow I say you can get up
    No, don't go and shoot David dead, because it's time to go home
    George
    What did I tell you not to do?
    Well, don't do it
    And Sidney, don't wave that paint-brush about like that, you'll splash somebody
    LOOK OUT, DOLORES!
    Sidney! ...
    It's all right, Dolores, you aren't hurt, you're just surprised
    It was only a nice soft brush
    But you'd better go and wash your face before you go home
    Because it's all blue
    Sidney, I saw you deliberately put that paintbrush up Dolores's little nostril
    No, it wasn't a jolly good shot
    It ..... I don't want to discuss it, Sidney
    Now go and tell Dolores you're sorry
    Yes, now
    Thank you, Hazel, for putting the chairs straight for me
    You are a great helper
    Thank you
    And thank you, Dicky, for closing the cupboard door for me
    Dicky... is there somebody in the cupboard?
    Well, let her out at once
    Are you all right, Peggy?
    What did you go into the cupboard for?
    But we don't have mices - I mean mouses - in our toy cupboard
    Mouses only go where there is food, and we don't have any food in our toy cupboard
    When did you hide a bicky in there?
    Every day!
    Well, perhaps we have got mices in our toy cupboard
    I'll have to look
    No, you go and get your coat on
    Dicky - We never shut people in cupboards
    Because they don't like it
    What do you mean, she's puggy?
    Peggy's puggy?
    Oh, she's got puggy hands
    But you don't have to hold her hand...
    Well, you must ask her nicely to let go
    Well, if she won't let go...
    You'll have to work it out for yourself, Dicky
    Edgar and Timmy... your knitted caps are not for playing tug-of-war with
    Look, now the pom-pom's come off
    Whose is it?
    Well, give it back to Sidney
    Where are your caps?
    Well, go and ask Sidney to give them back to you
    Turn round, Geoffrey
    You've got your wellingtons on the wrong feet
    Yes, you have. You'll have to take them off and start again
    Why can't you reach?
    Well, undo your coat and then you can bend
    Take off your woolly gloves
    And your scarf
    You can keep your balaclava on
    How many jerseys are you wearing?
    Heavens
    No wonder you can't bend.
    Caroline, come and help Geoffrey
    Don't kick her, Geoffrey
    She's come to help
    Sidney, I told you to put that paint-brush down ...
    LOOK OUT, DOLORES!
    Well, that wasn't a very good shot, was it?
    You didn't mean to put it in her ear, did you?
    Well, you shouldn't have
    You're all right Dolores
    It was just a bit of a surprise, but you'll have to go and wash again
    Because you've got a blue ear
    Sidney, I'm ashamed of you, a big boy of four, and she's only just three
    And Sidney, what have you done with Timmy and Edgar's caps?
    No, I'm not going to guess
    And I don't want to know they are hidden in a special secret place
    I want to know exactly where they are
    No, I'm not going to try and find them
    You're going to tell me where they are
    Well, go and get them out of the waste-paper basket at once
    Waste-paper baskets aren't for putting caps in
    Now go and say you are sorry to Dolores
    Yes, again
    We think his aggression is diminishing, but we do have setbacks
    Lavinia, is that your coat you've got on?
    It looks so enormous
    Oh, you're going to grow into it
    I see
    Hazel, thank you for helping Betty into her jacket
    Just zip her up once
    Not up and down
    No, Neville, you can't have a turn
    No, children, you can't all zip Betty
    Jenny, come here
    Jenny, when we have paid a visit to the littlest room, what do we do?
    We pull our knickers up again
    Good-bye, Hazel
    Good-bye, Bobbie
    Good-bye, everybody
    Good-bye, Mrs Binton
    Hurry up, Sidney, because you'll keep your Mummy waiting
    Well, your Granny then
    Somebody is coming to take you away, aren't they, Sidney?
    Good
    No, you won't see me tomorrow, Sidney
    Tomorrow is Saturday... thank heaven

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    3. The Nativity Play


    Hello, Mrs Binton
    I'm so glad you could get along to see a rehearsal of our Nativity Play!
    Can you squeeze in there?
    I'm afraid our chairs are a wee bitty wee, as they say north of the border!
    Now then, children
    We are going to start our rehearsal
    Where are my Mary and Joseph?
    That's right, Shirleen, take Denis by the hand
    and come and sit nice and quietly on this bench in the middle
    Don't drag him
    He'll come if you leave him alone!
    Don't hit each other, Mary and Joseph were friends
    Now, who are my Wise Men?
    You're a Wise Man, aren't you, Geoffrey?
    Oh, aren't you?
    What are you then?
    Oh, you're a cattle, are you?
    And you are going to low
    Splendid!
    Go over to Miss Boulting, will you, please?
    Miss Boulting...
    You are organising the animals and the angets?
    He is one of yours
    Now, my Wise Men here, please!
    Billy, Peter and George
    And George
    Wise Men never do that...
    Now my Kings, please
    Of course, Mrs Binton, we know that by tradition
    the Wise Men and the Kings are one and the same
    but we did want everyone in our Nursery School Nativity Play to have a chance
    so we have taken a few liberties, and I don't think any one will mind
    Now Kings: Sidney, Neville, Cliff and Nikolas Anoniodes
    Four Kings, I'm afraid
    We happen to have four lovely crowns, so it seemed a pity not to use them
    Sidney, put your crown on straight please, not over one eye
    What have you got under your jersey?
    That's not the place for a hamster, is it
    Put him straight back in his little pen, please
    Sidney, which one have you got, Paddington or Harold Wilson?
    Well, who's got Paddington?
    Neville, put him back at once
    Poor Paddington and Harold Wilson, it isn't very Christmassy for them under your jersey
    Sidney, I think it serves you right if Harold Wilson bit you, and don't bite him back
    Because he's smaller than you are
    Are you bleeding?
    Then don't make such a fuss
    Cliff, put your crown on, please
    It's too big?
    Let's see
    Ah, yes it is
    Where are you!
    Oh, there you are!
    Nice to see you again!
    Change with Nikolas
    Nikolas, you can manage a big crown, can't you?
    You've got just the ears for it
    I think if you pull your ears down a bit that will hold it up
    And lean back a bit
    That's it
    Stay like that, dear
    Don't move
    Wise Men and Kings, don't muddle yourselves with each other
    Now then, Shepherds
    Jimmy, you are my First Shepherd and not a racing car
    Yes, Caroline, you're a shepherd
    No, dear you can't wear your Little Bo-Peep costume
    because there aren't any little girl shepherdesses in our play
    They're all boy shepherds, and you are a girl being a boy shepherd
    Yes, it is rotten
    But we just have to settle for it
    I think if you are very good perhaps you can wear a lovely grey beard; wouldn't that be fun?
    George, what do Wise Men never do?
    Yes...
    Jimmy, do you remember what you see up in the sky?
    Something lovely, isn't it?
    No, not a baby
    Try again
    It's a lovely silver star, and you are going to put your hand up and point to it
    And what are you going to say when you do that?
    No, Sidney, he isn't going to say, 'Please may I go to the bathroom?'
    Children, that isn't funny; it's a perfectly natural function
    and we might as well get used to it
    Come on, Jimmy
    You are going to say, 'Behold!' aren't you?
    Yes, you are, dear
    You said it yesterday
    You'd rather say it tomorrow?
    Perhaps you are right
    We have broken the back of the play, so you may as well get ready to go home
    Hand in your crowns gently, please
    No Sidney, you can't wear your crown home on the bus
    I think - I HOPE it will be all right on the night
    But you know, Mrs Binton, I think perhaps next year we might make do with a Christmas carol

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