Flowers
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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Children we're going to do are nice moving to music this morning. So let's make a lovely fairy ring shall weigh on. Then we'll all be flowers growing in the grass. Let's make a big circle spread out. Wider, wider Just figure tips touching. That's it, Sue. Let go of Nevel because flowers don't hold hands, they just touch fingertips. Sue, let go of Neville on DH. So we don't want grumblers in our fairy ring. Dewey, we everyone smile isthe Yes, David, you're a smiler. So is Lavinia on DH? Peggy and Jeffrey? Yes, You're all smile. Er's quiet. Please don't get so excited. And so is going to be a smiler too, aren't you soon that's better, George. Don't do that now Then let's put on our thinking. Caps shall weigh on. What kind of flowers are we going to choose to be, Lavinia? What flower? You a bluebell? Good, Peggy. A red rose. That's nice. Never a wild rose. Well done level, Sydney. Sydney! Pay attention, dear. Don't pummelled Rose Marie. What Flowery Going to be horse isn't a flower, Sydney. No Children. It isn't funny. It's very C. If Sydney can't think of a better flower then we'll have to go on to someone else until he can. Now, then, see? What do you Another Rose? Oh, have I got a lovely bunch of raises, haven't I? Peggy is a red one. Never lived a wild one. So I expect your beautiful white one, aren't you? Oh, another red one. I see now, then, Sydney. A carrot isn't a flower, Sydney. Think, dear, Don't blow like that. How about tulip? Ah, Holly Leaf isn't a flower, Sydney. All right. You'd better be a holly leaf now, Children, listen very carefully. Elvis, Stop bouncing, please. No bouncing isn't dancing, Elvis. Don't argue, dear. Just stop bouncing. You watch the others and you'll see when Miss Bolting plays her music. I want you all to get up on your tip. Most hose as light as feathers and dance away all over the room wherever the music takes you. And remember, you are all lovely flowers in the grass. Everybody ready? Just a minute, Miss bolting. Sydney, come here, please. What have you got in your mouth? I can't hear a word you're saying, Sydney. So go out of the room and spit it out. Whatever it is and then come back and tell me what it Wass and Sydney both feet. Don't hope. Now then, Children, we are not going to wait for a boy who puts things in his mouth like a baby. We're going to be lovely flowers growing in the grass and the sun is shining down on us to make us grow tall and beautiful. And Jeffrey, stand up. Flowers don't backwards through their legs, do they? What flower you a fat daisy? Good Hazel, what do we do with our heads? We hold them up. I should think so. Come on in. Sydney, come in. There's no need to knock the door down, is there on? What did you have in your mouth? It can't have been nothing, Sydney, because I distinctly saw something. Yes, I know. It's nothing now. But what was it then? A big button. Well, I'm very glad you spat it out, aren't you? You didn't. Do you feel all right, Sidney? You sure? Well, get back to your place then. Incidentally, where did you get the button off? Ruse? Marie's pink frog. I'm ashamed of you, Sidney. A big boy of four to go around eating buttons off little girls. Frogs What flower you're going to be. I've forgotten. You'd better be a Holly hawk. No, you can't be a Superjet. If you're going to be a cross patch, Sidney, you'd better go and sit down there until you can be a nice boy again. You could be thinking about what flower you're going to be going on. George, what did I say before? Well, don't come along, Children. Listen carefully to the music and dance like a flower to it. We already at last Miss bolting. I'm so sorry. One to offer. Go dance. Never. Don't just stand there. Dance head up. Paid will use your arms. Peggy, dear. Don't forget to breathe. Rhythm. George on DH. Cheer up. You're happy Flower, George. Yes, you are. Because I say so. Oh, good, Sydney. I knew you'd think of something. All right. You shall be a collie flower only bit gently