Lou Del Bianco   Around The World

Many seasons ago in Africa there lived a very strange spider.
Everyone called him Anansi.

There are three things you should know about Anansi:

1. He loves to eat
2. He hates to work
3. He loves to play tricks on people

Now, Anansi did not look like the spiders of today; with a small head, tiny waist, and large bottom. You see, Anansi was fat all the way around! One day Anansi was walking through the jungles of Africa when he smelled something wonderful coming from a village in the east.

ANANSI: AH! I smell something wondeful coming from a village in the East!

Then Anansi turned around and smelled another wonderful smell coming from a village in the west.

ANANSI: AH! Now I smell something wonderful coming from a village in
the West!

What Anansi didn’t realize was that today was a special day in Africa “The Festival of the Harvest” Villages everywhere were cooking the food that they had grown and having a big celebration. And because Anansi loves to eat, he wanted to fill his belly! But Anansi was lazy, and did not want to work for the food, so he decided to find a way to eat the food from both villages.

ANANSI: But I will need the help of my two wonderful children!

Anansi called his first son, Kwamu, to help him with him his little scheme.

ANANSI: Kwamu! Kwamu!

KWAMU: Yeh, Dad?

ANANSI: Would you get a long vine and tie it around my fat waist?

KWAMU: Sure, Dad, no problem!

So Kwamu got a long vine and tied it around Anansi’s very fat waist.

ANANSI: Now Kwamu, take the end of this vine and got to the village in the east. When the people start to eat, I want you to pull on the vine and then I will know it is time to go and fill my big belly!


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KWAMU: Sure, Dad!

So Kwamu journeyed to the village in the east. As he got closer, he could hear the people singing and dancing....(BOGO WATA)... Then Anansi called his other son, Kwacku.

ANANSI: Kwacku, Kwacku!

KWACKU: Hey, Dad!

ANANSI: Would you get a long vine and tie it around my fat waist?

KWACKU: Sure!

ANANSI: Now, Kwacku- take the end of this vine and go to the village in the west. When the people start to eat, pull on the vine and then I will know it is time to go and fill my belly!

KWACKU: Sure, Dad!

So, Kwacku took the end of the vine and journeyed to the village in the west, where he, too, could hear the people singing and dancing....(BOGO WATA)...So, everybody waited to see which village would eat first. And Anansi’s mouth watered just thinking about all of that food.

Well, I have terrible news.....both villages started to eat at the same time! Both Kwamu and Kwacku pulled as hard as they could, but their father wasn’t coming! You see, that greedy Anansi was stuck in the middle, and as those vines pulled tighter, they made Anansi’s fat waist get smaller and smaller and smaller! Until Anansi got a very thin waist. And he’s been that way ever since.

THE LEGEND OF BLUEBONNET
A Commanche Tale


The Land was dying. The people were dying too, the trees were dying, there was no rain. The people would ask the great Spirits-

People: Tell us what to do, Great Spirits. Tell us what to do to bring back life?

For three days, the dancers danced to the sounds of the drums, and for three days the people called Commanche watched and waited. But no healing rains came. Instead, drought and famine came and hardship came especially to the very old and very young.

Among the few children left was a small girl named She-Who-is Alone. The people called her that because the young girls mother, father, and grandparents had all died during the famine. In her lap was a doll-a warrior doll. The eyes, nose and mouth were painted on with the juice of berries, and on its head were the brilliant blue feathers of the bird that cries "Jay, Jay, Jay." That doll was all she had left. She loved that doll very much.

"Soon," She-Who-Is-Alone said to her doll, "the Shaman will go to the top of the hill to listen to the words of the Great Spirits. Then, we will know what to do so that once more the rains will come and the earth will be green and alive."

A runner called as he ran through the camp....

Runner: The Shaman is returning, the Shaman is returning!
Everyone gather in a circle and listen!

I have heard the words of the great Spirits. You, the People, have become selfish. You have taken from the land without giving anything back. The Great Spirits say that the People must sacrifice. We must make a burnt offering of our most valued possession among us. The Ashes of this offering must be scattered to the Four winds. When this sacrifice is made, drought and famine will cease. Life will be restored to the Earth and to the people!

The people sang a song of thanks to the Great Spirits, and then

they all went back to their tipis and tried to think of what their most valued possession was. What were the Great Spirits

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asking? She-Who-is-Alone knew. As she held her doll tightly to her heart, she said...

She-Who''': You, my little warrior doll, are my most valued
possession. It is you the the Great Spirits want.
I know what I must do.

Soon everyone in their tipis were asleep, except She-Who-Is-Alone. Under the ashes of the Tipi fire one stick still glowed. She took it quietly and crept out into the night.

She ran to the place where the Great Spirits had spoken to the Shaman. She lifed up her warrior doll and said:

She-Who-"": O Great Spirits, here is my warrior doll. It is the only thing I have from my family who died in the famine. It is my most valued possession. Please accept it.

Then, gathering twigs, she started a fire with the glowing firestick. The small girl watched as the twigs began to catch and burn. She thought of her family, and thought of her people; their suffering, their hunger. And before she could change her mind, she thrust her doll into the fire.

She watched until the flames died down and the ashes had grown cold. Then She-Who-Is-alone scooped up the ashes in her hand and scattered them to the Home of the Winds, the North, East, South and West. And finally, she fell asleep......

When the first light of morning awoke her, she looked over the hill and stretching out from all sides, where the ashes had fallen, the ground was covered with flowers- beautiful flowers,
as blue as the feathers in the hair of the doll, as blue as the feathers of the bird who cries "Jay, Jay, Jay."

When the people came out of their tipis, they could hardly believe their eyes. They gathered on the hill with She-Who-Is-Alone to look at the miraculous sight. There was no doubt about it, the flowers were a sign of forgiveness from the great Spirits.

And as the People sang and gave thanks to the Great Spirits, a warm rain began to fall and the land began to live again.
The Shaman looked down at She-Who-Is-alone and said:



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Shaman: From this day on you will be known by another name:
"ONE-WHO-DEARLY-LOVED-HER-PEOPLE"

And every spring, the Great Spirits remember the sacrifice of a little girl And fill the hills and valleys of the land now know as Texas, with the beautiful blue flowers.

Even to this very day.

4 min. 30 sec.

Nestled among the steep mountains of Greece was a small village where a young boy was given the job of caring for the villager’s herd of sheep.

BOY: Well, it’s the only job they’d give me!

SHEEP: Baaaaaa!! (comments) (Not him!)

Every day the boy would lead the sheep up the mountain pasture away from the town.

BOY: This is BORING!!!!

SHEEP: Baaaaaa!!(comments)

One day, the boy came up with an idea (Ding!! sfx)
He decided to play a trick on the townspeople.

BOY: I know what I’ll do: I cry, “There’s a Wolf, there’s a Wolf!” That ought to stir some excitement!

SHEEP: You’ll be sorry!!!!

BOY: Ah, what do you know?

So that’s exactly what the boy did. He climbed to the top of the mountain pasture, stuck out his chest, and began his little scheme.......

BOY: There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!
Runnin’ on down the hill,
You know he’s gonna eat up all your sheep
That’s the truth; you know he will

He’s got big, sharp teeth-and that’s no lie
You better come quick or they’re all gonna die!

There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!!
Runnin on down the hill(there’s a wolf!)
Runnin on down the hill(there’s a wolf!)

The mayor and the townspeople heard the boy and came running in a panic!(mumbling in the distance)

MAYOR: Wolf, Wolf, did he say “Wolf”?

T-PEOPLE: Oh, No! Where? etc....

BOY: Wolf? What wolf? HA HA HA!

MAYOR: Young man, we are not amused! Don’t let this happen again!

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BOY: Oh, yes sir, I promise, never again, never again-

T-PEOPLE: I don’t believe this.....etc.

SHEEP: YOU’LL BE SORRY!

BOY: Ah, go be sheep!

The townspeople couldn’t believe a young boy could be so bold as to lie about something as serious as a wolf! And you would think that he heeded the words of the mayor, but he didn’t, becaiuse the very next day that boy decided to do the same thing....

BOY: I think I’ll do the same thing.

SHEEP: YOU’LL BE SORRY!!!(comments)

BOY: NO, I WON’T!!!!

So the boy once again climbed to the top of the mountain pasture, stuck out his chest, and did just what he shouldn’t do.......

BOY: There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!
Runnin’ on down the hill,
You know he’s gonna eat up all your sheep
That’s the truth; you know he will

His lips go smack, and his jaws go crunch
You better hurry up cause it’s time for lunch!

There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!!
Runnin on down the hill(there’s a wolf!)
Runnin on down the hill(there’s a wolf!)

Once again, the mayor and the townspeople heard the boy and came running in a panic! ( mumbling in the distance)

MAYOR: Wolf, Wolf, did he say “Wolf”?

T-PEOPLE: Oh, No! Where? etc....

BOY: What, you again? HA HA HA! They fell for it- HA HA HA!!!

MAYOR: Young man, you are trying my patience! Don’t let this happen again!

BOY: Oh, yes sir, I promise, never again, never again (suppressed laughter)

T-PEOPLE: Not again! What an obnoxious young lad.....etc.

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SHEEP: YOU’LL BE SORRY!

BOY: Ah, go knit yourself a sweater!

The next day, the boy was sitting on the ground, lazily picking at some flowers when all of all sudden, standing right in back of him was......the WOLF!!!

WOLF: How are ya?

BOY: Oh, fine and dandy!

WOLF: So, I see you’ve tricking the townspeople.

BOY: Yeah, they fall for it every time, HA HA HA !!! Who are you , anyway?

WOLF: Oh, nobody, really. Just.... THE WOLF.

BOY: Oh, nice to meet you.......AHHHHH!, I don’t believe it! HELP!!!!!

And that boy ran to the top of the hill, stuck out his chest, and sang with all his might....

BOY: There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!
And he’s makin such a scary sound
I know that I was lyin’ all the other times,
But now I’m not kiddin’ around

He’s standin’ right here, and that’s what I see-
He doesn’t like sheep, but I think he likes me!

During this, There’s a wolf- There’s a wolf!!!!
townspeople And now I’m not kiddin’ around
are commenting And I’m really not kiddin’ around
in disbelief. And ya know I’m not kiddin’ around
Come on, I’m not kiddin’ around
Oh, no I’m not-CRUNCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WOLF: YUMMY! (smacks lips)

MAYOR: Oh, poor boy- he never realized that liars are not believed even when they tell the truth!

(Townspeople agree as music can reprise to end story)

IT COULD BE WORSE
from Russia (Jewish)


NARRATOR: ONCE THERE WAS A POOR FARMER WHO LIVED WITH HIS WIFE IN A TINY RED HOUSE. (FARMER & WIFE SAY HELLO)
THE TINY HOUSE HAD HAD ONLY TWO SMALL ROOMS, AND A TINY PORCH ON THE SIDE.

ONE DAY, THE WIFE DECIDED TO MAKE SOME NOODLES. THE NOODLES WERE VERY LONG AND THE KITCHEN WAS VERY SHORT (WIFE COMMENTS THRU-OUT THIS)

WIFE: OH, IF ONLY WE HAD A BIGGER HOUSE! THERE JUST ISN'T
ROOM TO DO ANYTHING!

FARMER: YOU'RE RIGHT! THIS HOUSE IS TOO SMALL.

WIFE: WHY DON'T YOU GO TO THE RABBI FOR ADVICE? MAYBE HE CAN HELP US!

FARMER: GOOD IDEA!

NARRATOR: SO THE FARMER JOURNEYED TO THE TEMPLE TO SEE IF THE RABBI COULD HELP.....

FARMER: RABBI, I AM VERY UNHAPPY; MY HOUSE IS TOO SMALL- WHY,
MY WIFE CAN'T EVEN ROLL OUT NOODLES IN THE KITCHEN!
-------WHAT? IT COULD BE WORSE?------WHAT?------ I CAN HAVE MY CHICKENS LIVING WITH ME AS WELL?-----YOU WANT ME TO TAKE MY CHICKENS OUT THE BARN AND BRING THEM INTO MY HOUSE?-----HOW STRANGE! VERY WELL, RABBI- YOU ARE WISE; I WILL DO AS YOU SAY.-----

NARRATOR: SO, THE FARMER WENT HOME AND TOOK HIS CHICKENS OUT OF THE BARN AND PUT THEM IN HIS TINY HOUSE,JUST AS THE RABBI HAD SUGGESTED. THE CHICKENS DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! THEY CACKLED, JUMPED AROUND THE FURNITURE, AND LAYED AN EGG ON THE FARMERS LAP! THE FARMER RAN TO THE RABBI IN AND EXCLAIMED...

FARMER: OH, RABBI, IT'S TERRIBLE! THE CHICKENS ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE, THEY'RE LAYING EGGS;NOW THERE IS LESS ROOM IT'S WORSE THEN IT WAS BEFORE!-----WHAT? IT COULD BE WORSE?---I COULD HAVE MY GOATS LIVING WITH THE CHICKEN AND MY WIFE?-----YOU WANT ME TO TAKE MY GOATS OUT OF MY PEN AND PUT THEM IN MY TINY HOUSE WITH MY WIFE AND THE CHICKENS? VERY WELL, RABBI- YOU ARE WISE; I WILL DO AS YOU SAY------

NARRATOR: SO THE FARMER WENT HOME AND TOOK HIS GOATS OUT HIS PEN
AND PUT THEM IN HIS TINY HOUSE WITH HIS WIFE AND THE

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CHICKENS. WELL, FIRST THE GOATS SMASHED A CHAIR
THEN STARTED A FIGHT WITH ONE OF THE CHICKENS

AND FINALLY ATE HALF THE CURTAINS ALONG WITH THE FARMER'S WIFE'S NEW APRON. THE FARMER RAN BACK TO THE RABBI IN HYSTERICS!

FARMER: RABBI, RABBI, YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS! THE GOAT ATE MY WIFE'S APRON AND THE CHICKENS ARE LAYING EGGS ON MY HEAD; NOW THERE IS EVEN LESS ROOM-IT'S WORSE THEN IT WAS BEFORE!------WHAT? IT COULD BE WORSE?------I COULD HAVE MY COW LIVING WITH MY GOATS AND MY CHICKENS AND MY WIFE?------YOU WANT ME TO TAKE MY COW OUT OF THE BARN AND PUT HER IN MY HOUSE WITH EVERBODY ELSE? VERY WELL,RABBI-YOU ARE WISE; I WILL DO AS YOU SAY-----

NARRATOR: SO THE FARMER WENT HOME AND TOOK HIS COW OUT OF THE BARN AND PUT HER IN HIS TINY HOUSE WITH THE GOATS, THE CHICKENS, AND THE FARMER'S WIFE, OF COURSE. WELL, THAT COW TOOK UP ALOT OF ROOM! EVERYWHERE THE FARMER TURNED, THE COW WAS THERE- MOOING, STEPPING ON THE EGGS THAT THE CHICKENS HAD LAID AND FIGHTING WITH THE GOAT WHO WAS NIBBLING ON THE FARMER'S WIFE'S SHIRT SLEEVE THE FARMER RAN BACK TO THE RABBI, RANTING AND RAVING!

FARMER: RABBI, RABBI- I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! THE COW IS FLYING AROUND-AND THE SHIRT SLEEVE IS LAYING EGGS ON- MY WIFE IS CACKLING AND EATING THE CURTAINS-THERE'S EVEN LESS ROOM;; IT'S WORSE THAN IT WAS BEFORE!-----
WHAT? IT COULD BE WORSE? WHY, THAT'S- WELL, NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT, MAYBE IT COULD BE WORSE; I MEAN MY BROTHER COULD COME WITH HIS WIFE AND CHILDREN AND ALL OF THEIR ANIMALS------WHAT, RABBI? YOU THINK I'M FINALLY BEGINNING TO UNDERSTAND?-------YOU MEAN I CAN
GO HOME AND PUT MY COW BACK IN THE BARN? OH, THANK YOU RABBI, THANK YOU!!!-----

NARRATOR: SO THE FARMER WENT HOME AND DID JUST WHAT THE RABBI HAD SUGGESTED; HE TOOK HIS COW OUT OF HIS TINY HOUSE AND PUT HER BACK IN THE BARN.

FARMER: OH, THERE IS MUCH MORE ROOM NOW THAT THE COW IS GONE!

WIFE: YES, MUCH MORE ROOM!




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NARRATOR: THEN THE RABBI TOLD THE FARMER TO TAKE HIS GOATS OUT
OF HIS TINY HOUSE AND PUT THEM BACK IN THE PEN

FARMER: LOOK, I COULD STRETCH MY ARMS NOW!

WIFE: WONDERFUL!

NARRATOR: AND FINALLY, THE RABBI TOLD THE FARMER TO TAKE HIS CHICKENS OUT OF HIS TINY HOUSE AND PUT THEM BACK IN HIS BARN. AND FOR THE FIRST TIME, HIS TINY HOUSE NEVER SEEMED SO LARGE....

FARMER: THIS IS FANTASTIC!

WIFE: I WOULDN'T WANT A LARGER HOUSE NOW!

NARRATOR: AND AWAY THE WIFE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN TO MAKE MORE NOODLES. THE NOODLES WERE STILL VERY LONG, AND THE KITCHEN WAS STILL VERY SHORT.

WIFE: BUT WE'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER WHAT THE RABBI SAID. BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU HAVE, BECAUSE.....

FARMER: IT COULD BE WORSE!(FARMER AND WIFE CHATTER TO END)

4 MIN. 30 SEC.

THE LEPRECHAUN'S TALE
from Ireland


WHY, TOP OF THE MORNIN' TO YA, LADS AND LASSIES! LET ME INTRODUCE MESELF TO YA- ME NAME IS SHAMUS, AND I AM A LEPRECHAUN! WOULD YA LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT THE ONE TIME A BIG FOLK TRIED TO TAKE ME GOLD FROM ME? AND ABOUT HOW I PLAYED A TRICK ON HIM HE'LL NEVER FORGET? WELL, I'LL BE HAPPY TO TELL YA, THEN!

IT WAS WAS EARLY MORNIN' AND I WAS SITTIN UNDER THE OAK TREE DOWN BY THE STREAM THAT RUNS THRU DILLION'S FARM. NOW, THERE I WAS AND NOT A SOUL ABOUT-OR SO I THOUGHT- AND NOT A SOUND ON THE AIR SAVE THE CHIRPIN OF THE BIRDS OR THE TAPPIN OF ME LITTLE FEET. WHY, IT WAS A MORNIN TO BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE AND A SONG TO YOUR HEART! WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN....I WAS POUNCED UPON.... BY ONE OF THE BIG FOLK!!

WHY, BEFORE I COULD DO ANYTHING, HE LIFTED ME UP OFF THE GROUND LIKE A FLEA!() OOHHH, A GIANT OF A MAN HE WAS- THREE TIMES ME SIZE AND WITH ARMS ON HIM THAT COULD CHOKE AN OX! WELL, HE HAD ME FAIR AND SQUARE AND WITH A GEEEDY LOOK IN HIS EYE HE ASKS.....

BIG FOLK: NOW WHERE BE YOUR POT OF GOLD, LITTLE MAN? NO TRICKS
NOW, OR I'LL EAT YOU FOR LUNCH I WILL!

SHAMUS: ME POT OF GOLD, YA SAY? WELL, I CAN'T SAY I REMEMBER, SO I GUESS I CAN'T BE TELLIN YA NOW, CAN I- YA BIG UGLY OX!(RASPBERRY)

BIG FOLK: SO, STICKIN YOUR TONGUE AT ME, YA LITTLE SQUINT? WELL I GUESS I'LL NIBBLE ON YOUR HEAD AND WORK ME WAY-

SHAMUS: NO, NO! THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY; I BELIEVE ME MEMORIE'S COMING BACK TO ME NOW! I HID THE GOLD UNDERNEATH ONE OF THE FLAT STONES IN ....THE QUARRY-THAT'S IT, THE QUARRY!

BIG FOLK: THE QUARRY, EH? COME WITH ME LITTLE MAN!

SO THE BIG FOLK PUT ME IN HIS POCKET LIKE A LEMON DROP(). AND FOR THREE MILES HE WALKED THROUGH THE FOREST AND OVER THE BRIDGE UNTIL WE FINALLY REACHED THE QUARRY. AND BELIEVE ME, AFTER ALL OF THAT WALKIN, THAT BIG FOLK WAS SWEATIN LIKE A HORSE- AND SMELLIN' LIKE A PIG! HE TOOK ME OUT OF HIS POCKET AND SAID.....

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BIG FOLK: SO, LITTLE MAN, HERE WE ARE AT THE QUARRY, AND I SEE BEFORE ME ONE HUNDRED FLAT STONES; NOW UNDER WHICH STONE WOULD THE GOLD BE, EH?

SHAMUS: LET'S SEE... I THINK IT'S UNDER.....THAT ONE!!

BIG FOLK: WELL, THEN, I'LL BE LIFTIN IT UP THEN, WON'T I? I'M GOIN TO BE A RICHMAN, I'M GOIN TO BE A RICHMAN!() AUUURURUGH! WHY, THIS STONE IS A STUBBORN ONE, BUT I’LL GET IT UP!() AAAARRGGGH! WELL, LOOKS LIKE I'LL BE NEEDIN A PICK AND SHOVEL!

SHAMUS: AND WHAT ABOUT ME? THERE'S NOT MUCH I COULD BE DOIN FOR YOU NOW.

BIG FOLK: OH, BE OFF WITH YA! I HAVE TO GET ME A PICK AND SHOVEL- AH....AND SINCE I'M SUCH A CLEVER MAN, I'LL TAKE THIS PIECE OF FLINT AND MARK AN "X" ON THE STONE, SO THAT WHEN I COME BACK, I'LL NOT FORGET WHERE THE GOLD IS!! I'M GOIN TO BE A RICHMAN, I'M GOIN TO BE A RICHMAN! (WALKS AWAY)

SO, LADS AND LASSIES, WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW HOW I PLAYED A TRICK ON THE BIG FOLK? WHILE HE WAS AWAY, I TOOK THAT SAME PIECE OF FLINT AND I PUT AND "X" ON ALL THE STONES! OH-OH, HERE HE COMES....

BIG FOLK: I'M GOIN TO BE A RICHMAN- AH, I GOT ME PICK AND SHOVEL; NOW WHERE IS THE STONE WITH THE X ON IT- AH, THERE IT IS! WAIT A MINUTE, THAT STONE HAS AN X ON IT, TOO...AND SO DOES THAT ONE.. AND THAT ONE.. AND THAT, AND THAT,AND THAT, AND THAT AND AAAAAAAH!!!!!! I DON'T BELIEVE ME EYES-TRICKED BY A LEPRECHAUN!!

AND THAT, LADS AND LASSIES, IS HOW I, SHAMUS THE LEPRECHAUN, TRICKED ONE OF THE BIG FOLK- TOP OF THE MORNIN TO YA!!!

THE MAGIC SPRING
from Japan


NARRATOR: ONCE THERE WAS AN OLD MAN AND HIS WIFE WHO LIVED ON A FARM IN THE COUNTRY. THEY WERE BOTH VERY, VERY OLD AND WERE BEGINNING TO GROW TIRED FROM MANY YEARS OF HARD WORK. ONE DAY THE OLD MAN WENT IN TO THE THE FOREST TO CHOP SOME WOOD.

OLD MAN: CHOP, CHOP, CHOP.

NARRATOR: HE WAS SO TIRED, HE SAID...

OLD MAN: I WISH I WAS YOUNG AGAIN!

NARRATOR: ALL OF A SUDDEN, A STRANGE BIRD FLEW AROUND THE OLD
MAN AND SAID….

BIRD: FOLLOW ME!!

OLD MAN: NO, I DON'T WANT TO-

BIRD: FOLLOW ME!

OLD MAN: LEAVE ME ALONE!

BIRD: FOLLOW ME! (PICKS UP OLD MAN)

NARRATOR: HE BIRD BROUGHT THE OLD MAN TO A MAGIC SPRING. A
SPRING IS A POND FILLED WITH WATER.

BIRD: TAKE ONE SIP FROM THIS SPRING AND YOU WILL BE YOUNG AGAIN.REMEMBER, JUST ONE SIP!(FLIES AWAY)

NARRATOR: SO, THE OLD MAN TOOK ONE SIP() AND FELL ASLEEP. ALL OF A SUDDEN, THE GROUND STARTED TO SHAKE!(AAAAA-POW!)
THE OLD MAN WAS YOUNG AGAIN!

OLD MAN: I'M YOUNG AGAIN!() I WILL GO HOME AND TELL MY WIFE
THE GOOD NEWS

NARRATOR: THROUGHT THE FOREST THE YOUNG MAN RAN LIKE A DEER.
WHEN THE YOUNG MAN GOT HOME, HE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR-

OLD WOMAN: WHO ARE YOU?

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OLD MAN: I'M YOUR HUSBAND!

OLD WOMAN: YOU CAN'T BE MY HUSBAND, MY HUSBAND IS OLD LIKE ME!

OLD MAN: BUT YOU SEE, I DRANK FROM A MAGIC SPRING AND NOW I AM YOUNG AND STRONG!

OLD WOMAN: I WANT TO BE YOUNG TOO, LIKE YOU!

OLD MAN: GO INTO THE FOREST AND WAIT FOR THE BIRD AND HE WILL
HELP YOU.()

NARRATOR: SO THE OLD WOMAN WENT INTO THE FOREST AND WAITED FOR
THE BIRD TO COME. AND THE BIRD CAME BACK!

BIRD: FOLLOW ME!

OLD WOMAN: LEAVE ME ALONE!

BIRD: FOLLOW ME!

BIRD: YOU'RE VERY ANNOYING.

BIRD: FOLLOW ME! (PICKS UP THE OLD WOMAN)

NARRATOR: THE BIRD TOOK THE OLD WOMAN TO A MAGIC SPRING AND
SAID

BIRD: TAKE ONE SIP FROM THIS SPRING AND YOU WILL BE YOUNG
AGAIN! REMEMBER, JUST ONE SIP! (FLIES AWAY)

NARRATOR: BUT THE OLD WOMAN WAS GREEDY! SHE TOOK 1,2,3...10
SIPS; AND BOY, DID SHE FALL ASLEEP! MEANWHILE, THE OLD MAN WHO WAS NOW YOUNG WAS WONDERING WHERE HIS WIFE WAS.

OLD MAN: I'M WONDERING WHERE MY WIFE IS? I WILL GO INTO THE
FOREST AND LOOK FOR HER.

NARRATOR: WORRIED ABOUT HIS WIFE,THE YOUNG MAN JOURNEYED BACK
TO THE FOREST AND CALLED FOR HER

OLD MAN: WIFE, WIFE, WHERE ARE YOU?


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NARRATOR: THE GROUND STARTED TO SHAKE!(AAAAAAA-POW!)
AND OUT POPPED....A LITTLE BABY!

BABY: GOO, GOO GAA, GAA! (GOES TO MAN) DA DA!

OLD MAN: MY WIFE- A BABY? OH, NO- YOU DRANK TOO MUCH WATER!
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO BE SO GREEDY? THERE IS ONLY ONE T
THING I CAN DO; I WILL TAKE YOU HOME AND RAISE YOU AS
MY DAUGHTER.

NARRATOR: AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT HE DID.

"NOT OUR PROBLEM"
from Burma and Thailand


It was a beautiful day. The King of Burma sat in his beautiful
palace with his faithful advisor eating puffed rice. As they were eating they leaned out the palace window and watched the street below. The king, who was not paying attention to what he was doing, let a drop of honey fall onto the windowsill.

"Oh, Sire, let me wipe that up." offered the adviser.

"Never mind," said the King. It is not our problem. The servants

will clean it later."

As the two continued to dine on their honey and puffed rice, the
drop of honey slowly began to drip down the windowsill! At last
it fell with a plop onto the street below. A fly landed on
the drop of honey and began his own meal. Then out of nowhere a
gecko sprang from under the palace and with a flip of its long
tongue swallowed the fly. Before you knew it, a cat saw the gecko and attacked it with her sharp claws. Then a dog sprang forward and attacked the cat!

"Sire, there seems to be a cat and dog fight in the street.

Should we call someone to stop it?"

"Nevermind," said the King. It is not our problem."

So the two continued to munch on their honey and puffed rice.
Meanwhile the cat's owner arrived and started to beat the dog.
Then the dog's owner ran up and began to beat the cat. Soon the
two owners were beating each other!

"Sire, there are two people fighting in the street right now.

Shouldn't we send someone to break the fight up?"

The King looked lazily out the window. "Nevermind. It's not our

problem."

The friends of the cat's owner gathered and began to cheer him
on. The friends of the dog's owner began to cheer her on as
well. Soon both groups entered the fight and began to attack
each other!




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"Sire, A number of people are fighting in the street now. Perhaps we should call someone to stop the fight?"

The King was too lazy to even look.

"Nevermind. It's not our problem."

Now soldiers arrived on the scene. First they tried to break up the fighting, but when they heard the cause of the fight, some of the soldiers sided with the cat's owner, while others sided with the dog's owner. Before you knew it, the soldiers carrying their guns and bayonets had joined the fight! Beause the soldiers were involved, the fight erupted into civil war. Houses were burned down, stores were looted, and many people lost their homes. And the King's beautiful palace was set afire
and burned to the ground.

When the war finally subsided,The King and his adviser stood
surveying the ruins of what was once a beautiful city.

"Perhaps," said the King. "I was wrong?

Perhaps that little drop of honey WAS our problem."

"Remember"
words and music by Donna Cribari




Remember the great light of the sun
Breathing its' life on the earth
Remember the circle of the sky
See the eagle, hear its' cry

Remember all life is sacred
We're connected each one to all
And we share with everything
That lives and moves and breathes the air
This planet so majestic,yet so small
Remember we are connected
Mother earth, Father sky, healing waters
Dancing flame
We are one
Remember, Remember.......................

"Around the World" Reprise

We will go around the world
All around this great big world (repeat til fade)

THE CASE OF THE STOLEN AROMA or
THE THEFT OF A SMELL (Peru)

Narrator: It was a lovely morning in the city of Lima, Peru. The birds were singing, children were playing, and the panadero was baking his delightful tasty buns.Now the panadero was a very stingy man, and would not give even a crumb to the hungry birds that flew by his shop.....

Panadero: That's right! Why should I give away anything I've worked for? Let those measly birds fend for themselves! And what are you looking at?

Narrator: Uh, nothing... Anyway, living next door to the panadero was Luis, who enjoyed an easy life.

Luis: I enjoy an easy life! Money is not important to me, and I only work when I need to, unlike my neighbor, of course.

Narrator: Now one of the Luis' greatest pleasures was smelling the wonderful aromas of the baked goods in the panadero's open window. The panadero did not like this at all, and one day he shouted:

Panadero: Ah, smelling my delicious cakes and buns, Eh? Why, you lazy, good for nothing, if you want to keep on smelling the wonderful aroma of my products, you're going to have to pay me!

Narrator: Well, Luis thought that was very funny:

Luis: Ha, Ha, Ha! Oh, that's a very funny joke, Baker! Pay for a smell? I like that- O.K., I will pay for your smell- when my dog sings and dances in the streets! Ha, Ha, Ha-

Panadero: Ah, so you think you're funny, eh? Either you pay me 10 gold monedas for such a privilege or I take you to court!

Luis: Take me to court, see if I care! Ha, Ha, Ha,....

Narrator: So the panadero took Luis to court. When the people of the town heard about the "stolen aroma", they laughed and laughed at the baker's folly. Well, this only made him angrier!

Now the judge had a good sense of humor, and when he heard the complaint from both the panadero and Luis he gave them both special orders:



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Judge: I want you both to appear before me tomorrow. But Luis, I want you to bring ten gold monedas with you when you come to court.

Narrator: Luis was confused. Was the judge actually going to order him to pay the panadero ten gold monedas for a smell? Needless to say, the panadero was overjoyed:

Panadero: You'll see, you lazy good for nothing, how justice will be served tomorrow when you have to pay me!! Ha, Ha

Narrator: The next day the courtroom was filled with curious people all wondering what the judge would decide. Everyone listened as the panadero talked and talked about the beautiful aromas produced by his delicious pastries and how his lazy neighbor enjoyed them every morning without ever paying so much as a penny. The judge listened patiently and then asked Luis:

Judge: Luis, have you in fact enjoyed the smells of the panadero's baked goods without paying for them?

Luis: Yes, your Honor, that is true

Judge: Very well! Now take the ten gold monedas from your pocket and shake them so that we can here them clink together.

Narrator: Luis thought that was a stange request-

Luis: Yes, your honor-What a strange request, but here goes (he clinks the monedas together)

Judge: Now, panadero, did you hear the clinking of Luis's gold monedas?

Panadero: Yes, your Honor.

Judge: And does the sound of the gold monedas clinking together please your ears?

Panadero: Yes, very much so- I love money!

Judge: Then this is my decision-


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Narrator: The entire court room grew quiet and tense-

Judge: Luis, every time you enjoy the smell of the panadero's products, I order you to shake your gold monedas so the panadero can enjoy the sound of your coins. Case dismissed!

Narrator: And that's exactly what Luis did!

(3 min. 10 sec)