Jazz_Chant_All_Fairy_Tales

LITTLE RED HEN	Now who will
	help me eat this bread?
DOG	I will.
CAT	Me too.
DUCK	So will I.
LITTLE RED HEN	Oh, no.
	No, you won't.
	Not you.
	Not you.
	Not you.
	None of you will eat this bread.
	I'm going to eat it myself.
NARRATOR	And she did. And that was the story
	of the Little Red Hen who worked
	very hard from nine to ten. No one
	helped the Little Red Hen. She did
	it all by herself.

	NARRATOR
	FATHER
	DAUGHTER
	KING
	RUMPELSTILTSKIN
	MESSENGER
	QUEEN
	CHORUS
NARRATOR	Once upon a time there was a poor
	working man who was very proud of
	his daughter.She was a pretty child,
	but her father thought she was the
	most beautiful child in the world.
	She was smart, but her father
	thought she was the smartest child
	in the world. She was sweet and nice
	and kind and good, but her father
	thought she was the sweetest,
	nicest, kindest, and best child in the
	whole wide world. The man loved to
	talk about all the wonderful things
	his daughter could do.
FATHER	She can swim like a fish.
	She can sing like a bird.

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	She can do anything.
	Yes, she can.
	She can bake a cake.
	She can speak Chinese.
	She can do anything.
	Yes, she can.
	And, she can spin straw into gold!
CHORUS	What? What did you say?
FATHER	She can spin straw into gold!
CHORUS	Wow!
	Did you hear that?
	We must tell the King.
	Straw into gold!
	What a wonderful thing.
	Straw into gold!
	We must tell the King.
	We must tell the King.
	What a wonderful thing.
NARRATOR	When the King heard that there was
	a girl who could spin straw into gold,
	he sent for her father immediately.
KING	I heard you have a daughter.

FATHER	Yes, I do. A wonderful girl.
KING	I have heard many things about her.
FATHER	Yes, my daughter is a wonderful girl.
KING	I have heard that she
	can do many things.
	Many unusual things.
FATHER	Yes, she can, she can.
	She can swim like a fish.
	She can speak Chinese . . .

KING

(ina whisper)

Yes, yes, so I've heard.

But she can do other things, unusual things.

I hear she spins straw into gold.

FATHER	Umm . . .
KING	Well?
FATHER	Umm . . .
KING	Does she or doesn't she?
FATHER	Umm . . . Umm . . .
KING	Is it really true?
	Can she do such a thing?
	Can she really spin straw into gold?
FATHER	Well, yes, of course,
	of course she can.
KING	Then bring her here.
	I must see for myself
	if she can spin straw into gold.

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DAUGHTER	But, I can't.
	I can't spin straw into gold.
KING	You must try
	If you can't,
	you will die.
CHORUS	If you can't,
	you will die.
	If you can't,
	you will die.
	You must try.
	You must try.
	If you can't,
	you will die.
DAUGHTER	What am I going to do?
	I can't spin straw into gold.
	Oh, someone, somewhere,
	help me please!
	I can't spin straw into gold.
CHORUS	Someone, somewhere,
	help her please!
	She can't spin straw into gold.

NARRATOR	The girl sat down on the floor and
	began to cry. Suddenly, the door
	opened, and in danced a tiny little
	man. He was dressed all in silver
	from head to toe. His silver
	stockings and silver shoes
	sparkled when he moved. He spoke
	to the girl in a friendly voice.

RUMPELSTILTSKIN Hi! Don't cry.

DAUGHTER

What? Who are you?