01x23 - Paul Dooley & David Howard

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what's the story amigos this is kino

with some cool stories for today's story

time

today a musical counting book

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then a lion and a little bird become

friends

and we meet a boy with a wild

imagination

story time is made possible by a grant

from helen and peter bean

so that families everywhere can share

the joy of reading with their children

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what's the matter kino why are you so

restless

oh well lucy i've got all these

pictures in my head it's a weird feeling

is it a good kind of weird or a bad kind

of weird

i don't know i'm just antsy

i want to make something but i just

don't know what

hmm very interesting would you like me

to read you a story

well i would but i have to go home now

tomorrow of course oh great

and see you tomorrow lucy okay bye bye

keno

have a good night

hmm

i don't know what it is fuzzy i have all

these pictures in my head

i can't make sense of them

what was that fuzzy it'll be better

tomorrow

yeah i hope so lucy said she'd read me a

story

i'll ask some of my buddies to come with

me

yeah good night to you too fuzzy good

night

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wow that was great hey everybody this is

david

and he plays the clarinet in an

orchestra

hi hi david hey playing music is a

wonderful way to exercise your

creativity

exercise your what did he

use your creativity that means using

your mind

and body to make things like

singing dancing painting making up

stories they're all ways

of using your creativity i like music

so i'll read a book about music it's

called

zin zinn zinn a violin by lloyd moss

illustrated by marjorie priceman

with mournful moan and silken tone

itself alone comes one

trombone gliding

sliding high notes go low

one trombone is playing

solo next a trumpet

comes along and sings and stings its

swinging

song it joins trombone

no more alone and one and two o

vera duo

fine french horn its valve's all oiled

bright and brassy loops all coiled

golden yellow joins its fellows

two now 3-0

what a trio trio

now a mellow friend

the cello extended

bows uh hello

end pin set upon the floor

it makes up a quartet that's

four four yeah

and soaring high and moving in

with zin zinn zinn a violin

stroking strings that come alive

now quintet

let's count them

flute that sends our soul a shiver

flute that slender silver

sliver a place among the set it picks

to make a young sextet

that's

with steely keys that softly click

its breezy notes so darkly slick

a sleek black woody

clarinet is number

seven now september

gleeful bleeding sobbing

pleading through its throbbing double

reading

oboe please don't hesitate

come make it an octet that's

that lazy clown the big bassoon

he plays lowdown we're laughing soon

you're grumpy get your place in line

and give us a net that's

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the harp descends with angel's wings

a heavens blend through strings

and when it joins the others then

behold a chamber group

of ten

the orchestra comes in the hall they're

on the stage

we see them all the cello

harp and clarinet the trumpet

whom we've also met the oboe

flute and big bassoon all eager to get

started soon

trombone french horn and violin

all poised and ready now

begin the strings all

soar the reeds implore

the brasses roar with notes galore

it's music that we all adore

it's what we go to concerts for

the minutes fly the music ends

and so goodbye to our new friends

but when they've bowed and left the

floor

if we clap loud and shout encore

they may come out and play once more

and that would give us great delight

before we say a late

good night

the end

well you know one thing i noticed is

that the people in the book look really

happy making music

music is wonderful because it's so easy

to put your feelings into it

and that makes you feel good hmm i

wonder what i should put

my feelings into i've got to come up

with something

i'm sure you will keno there are many

ways

i have to go to rehearsal thanks for

listening to this story

oh thank you thank you david thanks for

reading the toys

bye well i have a book

about a lion who's very happy because

he's found something he loves to do

oh good maybe that'll give me more ideas

about what i should do

oh i'm sure it will it's called the lion

and the little red bird and it's by

elisa

cleven one afternoon

a little red bird saw a lion with a

bushy green tail as

green as the forest the bird had

never seen anything so unusual and

so pretty just looking

at it made her happy lion

lion she said why is your tail so green

the lion didn't understand the bird's

language

he thought she was simply chirping he

smiled at her

and wandered down to a field of

orange flowers the bird watched him

roll and sniff and chase butterflies

then slowly walk west with the setting

sun

and disappear into a cave

the bird waited on a tree nearby she

wanted to see the lion's green tail

again

but the lion did not come out of the

cave

so the bird made herself a soft nest

and slept through the warm starry night

in the morning the lion came out

swishing his tail

which was no longer green

but orange as a flower

orange as a butterfly orange as the

setting sun lion

lion the bird chirped astonished

why is your tail so orange again

the lion did not understand the bird he

smiled at her and climbed over the hill

and up the mountain to a

deep blue lake

beneath a bright blue sky

where he soaked his tired paws

while the birds splashed nearby

at the end of the day the lion climbed

back

down the mountain over the hill

and home to his cave

the bird settled down in the tree

wondering

as the sky darkened about the lion

and his orange tail

but in the morning the lion's tail

was no longer orange it was

blue as the brightest blue sky

blue as the deep mountain lake where he

soaked his

paws lion lion

the bird chirped enchanted how did your

tail

change from orange to blue are you a

magician

the lion just smiled and

ambled over to a bush full of shiny red

berries they were beautiful berries

but very sour

the bird chirped making a face these

berries are still too sour to eat

why don't you pick them when they are

ripe

the lion just smiled thinking how much

he

liked the birds chirping company

all afternoon the lion picked berries

while the bird nibbled sunflower seeds

nearby

once when the lion stepped on a thorn

the bird pulled it out for him

at sundown the lion swished his tail

goodbye and returned to his cave the

bird settled down in her nest

she wondered what color the lion's tale

would be in the morning

she wished he would answer her questions

during the night a storm came

thunder crashed and lightning flashed

rain swept away the bird's nest

hearing the noise the lion rushed out

and reached up into the tree where the

bird

crouched shivering and scared

he lifted her down

and carried her into his cave

the cave was warm and colorful

the walls were filled with pictures of

green forests orange flowers

butterflies sunsets a bright blue sky

and a deep blue lake

lion lion the bird chirp delighted

how did these pictures get here the lion

smiled

dipped his tail into a bowl of shiny

red berry juice and painted a picture of

the

bird chirping on a berry bush

the bird sang while the lion painted

she sang a song without any questions

full of color and joy

the lion had never heard anything so

unusual

and so pretty just listening

made him happy in the morning

the storm was passed the world shone

fresh and bright the lion's tail

was buried red and the little bird

knew why she

sang her happiest song

and wondered what the lion would paint

that night the

end i think the lion was happy

because he loved to paint and he put the

little bird in his painting

yes his new little friend huh

what what are some of the things that

you like to do to express

your creativity i like to paint

yeah you paint what do you paint

a lot of pictures and masterpieces

ooh masterpieces how about you come

i draw like kano you draw

pictures of me gosh that's cool

and how about you haley playing the

violin

you play the violin do you mm-hmm

does it go zins in

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it's out of tune a lot howdy partners

oh hi paul hi mr dooley

oh did you bring that book we spoke

about i sure did

are you ready to hear it yes oh

come on come on gather round yeah

that's great um

outrageous bodacious bolivar boggs

by joe harper with pictures by joanne

adenolfi now you know bolivar

loves to tell tall tales oh well you

know making up stories is

another way to use your creativity

absolutely

when anything went wrong bolivar boggs

always

had a whopping good excuse one morning

his teacher

miss o'brien said bolivar boggs

you are one hour late that is outrageous

well bolivar boggs said yes ma'am

you're plumb right about that what you

say

is the pure d truth but this morning

i come up against an exceptional

circumstance

the other students in miss o'brien's

class grinned

on with the story bolivar bugs they

shouted

miss o'brien began bolivar bugs

the truth is i left home early because i

thought i might be able to give you

a hand with some of your classroom

chores

i moseyed right along practicing my

multiplication tables

when i got near the thicket where the

wild roses grow

my eye fell on an extraordinary sight

on the sidewalk in front of me lay

two humongous snakes

a brown one and a yellow one

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the yellow snake reared up and struck

the brown one

then they went at it rattle and fang

they twisted together like a corkscrew

they whirled

like a top my eyes got in a tangle

trying to

keep up with them suddenly i realize

that i was

fixing to be late it seemed only fitting

that

i bring a little something in hand to

show why i was

t*rd i wanted to prove that what i was

saying was a dead open fact

so i sneaked up and snatched the

yellow's raffler

then i streaked it

with the yellow snake he came after me i

knew he could fight like he was part

wildcat

but i never expected him to be no

competition

when it came to speed he was though

he was quick as a bullwhip and his eyes

glowed like red campfire coals as he

gained on me i couldn't get clear

there was no help for it peace loving as

i am

i was forced to take action

i smacked him i whacked him

i snicker snacked i tossed him in the

loop

and rolled him like a hoop i would have

rolled him to school but

he slipped down a drain and dagnabbit if

i didn't drop the rattle down too

that's why i'm late it's the honest

truth

just as sure as you're breathing

miss o'brien's side

and the students said you're outrageous

you're bodacious you're whopperiferous

oliver bogg's grin then clunked to his

seat

in his cowboy boots the very next

morning

bolivar boggs was late again

miss o'brien said boulevards

you are one hour late that is outrageous

oliver bogg said yes ma'am

you're plumb right about that what you

say is the pure

d truth but i come up against an

exceptional circumstance

the students faces brightened on with

the story

bolivar boggs they shouted miss o'brien

i know how you hate for me to be late so

this morning i turned at the thicket

where the wild roses grow

and took a shortcut through the woods

i was sniffing the fresh morning air and

skipping

through the dew when a bear

reared up right in front of me

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ma'am i know disaster when it's staring

me in the face

so i turned tail and ran but the bear

grabbed me from behind i wiggled and

twisted

but he stuck as close to me as a turtle

to his shell

that bear hugged me like a brother

i mean i couldn't break loose and he was

squeezing me into

pressed ham that squeeze

inspired me with mortal fear and nothing

can give you a dose of super strength

the way mortal fear can

i fought that bear like he was my equal

and sometimes i thought i wouldn't make

it

he fetched me a blow that knocked all

the compassion out of me

that's when i smacked him i whacked him

i snicker-snapped him i would have

brought him to school but

i knew his teeth would scare the little

kids

and that's why i'm late it's the honest

truth just as sure as you're breathing

miss o'brien's side

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and the students said you're outrageous

you're bodacious you're whopperiferous

grinned clunked to his seat in his

cowboy boots

the next morning bolivar boggs was late

again miss o'brien said

mother bugs you are one hour late

that is outrageous

oliver boggs said yes ma'am

you're plumb right about that what you

say is the pure

d truth but

this morning i come up against an

exceptional circumstance miss o'brien's

class clapped and cheered

on with the story bolivar boggs

this morning when i got to the thicket

where the wild roses grow

they look so pretty that uh they brought

you to mine

miss o'brien so i commenced picking you

a bouquet

i hadn't hardly got started i felt

something

watching me i didn't know what

and i didn't know where but i could

sense

strange eyes

my neck began to prickle and the skin

began to crawl i looked all around

but there wasn't nothing inside then

i heard a rustling

i looked down something was twitching

on the ground it was long

it was speckled it was prickly

i couldn't figure out what it was i was

bound and determined to find out

so i went tiptoeing to where it led me

well i was tiptoeing on a tail

and that tail hooked on to the weirdest

critter i ever did see

it had a mane like a lion it had horns

like a bull and it was standing there

smelling the roses

miss o'brien i was bum-fuzzled

then it come to me that i was heading

down the lake trail again

i lit out so fast i stubbed my toe

and dropped your bouquet i didn't take

time to pick it up

miss o'brien sighed

suddenly all the students gasped

look they shouted miss o'brien said

what an extraordinary circumstance

and for once bolivar boggs

didn't say a word he was surprised

speechless

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the end

yeah on with the story bolivar boggs

now i know what i'm gonna do to exercise

my creativity

what will you do kino i'm gonna use

colors

and music to tell a story

you will well how i'm gonna make

a video bye-bye mr dooley see everybody

bye bye keno see you later

well these are some books about using

your creativity

seeing stars about two little animals

who live in a junkyard and build a

flying machine for a

wonderful adventure and this one

is the flying dragon room about patrick

a boy who builds imaginary bubble

machines sailing ships and

friendly dinosaurs hmm

i can't wait to see what kino comes up

with

okay mom i just moved a little bit to

the side

no no the other way yeah that's right

that way

keep going keep going keep going a

little more i don't know that's too much

back it up all right that's it

oh boy i'm almost done with my movie i

can hardly wait to show it to lucy

and a few days later are you ready

yes okay this is so

exciting kino well i hope you like it i

had to work

really really hard to make this video

okay here we go in a

bowl a video by kino

yup yup once there was a box of cereal

who said

i am the crunchiest the milk did not

want to hear this so

she said listen cereal i am tired of

hearing how

great you are why don't you just shut

your box

the cereal was not happy so he said

oh mind your own business milky well

just when things were getting

ugly in came a hungry girl

who poured the cereal in a bowl added

some milk and started eating

the only sound she heard was crunch

crunch

and slurp slurp the

end oh and keep a story in your heart

uh okay this will be take uh 29.

hi everybody hi no i think it'll be 38.

39. yeah see this is cool the milk can

talk just like this hi everybody how you

high on it

oh okay how's this look hi everybody

hiya hiya

okay watch this i'm gonna make them both

talk at the same time

and cut oh man that was perfect perfect

let's do it again

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today's story time books are zinzins in

a violin the lion and the little red

bird

outrageous bodacious bolivar bogs

seeing stars and flying dragon room

you can find these and other books at

your local library

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story time is made possible by the grant

from helen and peter b

so that families everywhere can share

the joy of reading with their children

story time is production of kcet los

angeles