Campfire Planning Sheet

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Date:	April ____, 2014
Campfire Leader:	___________________________________
Campfire Theme:	Fairy Tales … Dreams Really Do Come True!
Time Allowed:	45 - 60 minutes
Official Opening:	Poem - Fairy Tale Reality Check – Jen Camilleri
	Epo I Tai Tai E - We shall not be sad we will only be happy
Well Known Songs:	The Ugly Duckling – Frank Loesser
Round Song:	Rose, Rose (4-Part Round)
	Three Blind Mice (4-Part Round)
Part Song:	Merry-Go-Round (Carousel) (4-Part Song)
Fun Songs:	Where Is Thumbkin?
Action Songs:	Thorn Rosa
	The Frogs (4-Part Round)
Rousing Song:	The Window
Quieter Songs:	A Whole New World – Alan Menken & Tim Rice
	Beauty and the Beast – Howard Ashman & Alan Menken
Story:	The Hare And The Tortoise – Aesop Tale
Reflection:	Somewhere Over The Rainbow – Harold Arlen & Yip Harburg
	Dreams
Vespers & Taps:	Bed Is Too Small
	Taps

 

  

 

If I was a fairy tale,
I don't know what I'd do.
One thing is for certain,
I wouldn't be caught dead in glass shoes.

When I went to visit my Grandma
And know that she lives far,
I wouldn't cut through the woods at all,
Instead I'd drive my car.

If I was invited to a great big party,
With lots of food - a feast!
My date would be a fine young man,
And not a hairy beast.

When entering another's house
And I haven't been invited to eat
I would not even try their porridge
Or break their favorite seat.

If I ran into a little pig,
Who was building a house of sticks,
I'd warn him there's a wolf in town,
And to check into Motel 6.

The princes would be great and all,
Especially if they rode a white mare.
But they have got another thing coming
If they try to climb my hair!

If my brother and I were lost in the woods
And didn't know our way home,
Rather than leave a trail of crumbs,
I'd call 911 on my cell phone.

I think animals are really cute
Even ones that are small.
But I'm not relying on them for help,
When getting ready for a ball.

If Jack went tumbling down the hill,
Rather than tumbling after,
I'd still be at the top of the hill
Letting out peals of laughter!

Georgie Porgie may kiss other girls,
But not me - Hey, I'm not lying!
'Cuz if his lips came near me once
It wouldn't be me who was crying!

As a mermaid I'd give up some things,
Especially if the boy was real sweet.
But hey, you've got to be kidding me!
My voice... for a pair of feet?

If a witch told me I'd die at 16,
By spinning a piece of yarn,
You'd better believe you'd find this little girl
Buying all her clothes at Dress Barn!

If I don't follow my mother's orders,
I know she can be really mean,
So I would never trade our only cow
For some so-called "magic" beans!

If I was locked in a room of straw,
and must spin it to gold every night,
Rather than guess that little man's name
I'd say, "You take Visa, right?".

So maybe it wasn't meant to be.
I guess for all it's worth,
Fairy tales aren't ready for me,
I'm better off here on Earth.

 

Epo I Tai Tai E’

Epo I Tai Tai E’

Epo I Tai Tai

Epo I Tuki Tuki

Epo I Tuki Tuki E’

 

Circle Dance Actions

 

Epo I = pat legs twice

Tai Tai = clap twice

E’ = cross arms, pat shoulders four times

Epo I = pat legs twice

Tai Tai = clap twice

E’ = cross arms, pat shoulders four time

Epo I = pat legs twice

Tai Tai – clap twice

Epo I = cross arms, pat shoulder two times

Tuki, Tuki = snap twice

Epo I = cross arms, pat shoulders two times

Tuki, Tuki = snap twice

E’ = pat legs once

 

 

 

There once was an ugly duckling 
With feathers all stubby and brown 
And the other birds said in so many words 
Get out of town 
Get out, get out, get out of town 

And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack 
In a flurry of eiderdown 

That poor little ugly duckling 
Went wandering far and near 
But at every place they said to his face 
Now get out, get out, get out of here 

And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack 
And a very unhappy tear 

All through the wintertime he hid himself away 
Ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say 
All through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat 
Till a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed 
You’re a very fine swan indeed! 
A swan?  Me a swan?  Ah, go on! 
And he said yes, you’re a swan 
Take a look at yourself in the lake and you’ll see 
And he looked, and he saw, and he said 
I am a swan!  Wheeeeeeee! 

I’m not such an ugly duckling 
No feathers all stubby and brown 
For in fact these birds in so many words said 
The best in town, the best, the best 
The best in town 
Not a quack, not a quack, not a waddle or a quack 
But a glide and a whistle and a snowy white back 
And a head so noble and high 
Say who’s an ugly duckling? 
Not I! 
Not I!

 

 

 

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose

Will I ever see thee wed?

I will marry at thy will, sire,

At thy will.

 

Ding dong, ding, dong

Wedding bells on an April morn

Carve my name on a moss covered stone,

On a moss covered stone.

 

Hey, ho, nobody’s home

Meat nor drink nor money have I none

Still I will be very, very merry

Hey, ho, nobody’s home.

 

Ah poor bird

Take thy flight

High above the sorrows

Of this sad night.

 

Ding, dong, ding, dong

Funeral bells on a September morn,

Rose, oh Rose, is dead and gone sire,

Dead and gone.

 

 

 

Three blind mice, three blind mice,
See how they run, see how they run,
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a thing in your life,
As three blind mice?

 

 

 

Oom-pah-pah (Four times, then add #2)

(This is the engine running the carousel)

Oom-sss-sss (Four times, then add #3)

(This is the steam from the engine)

Oom-tiddle-dee-dee (Four times, then add #4)

(These are the penny whistles)

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.

(This is the organ)

(Groups are phased out in reverse order)

 

(Divide your group into sections; each one takes a different verse. Imagine you're building up the sounds of one of those old-fashion steam driven carousels!)

 

 

 

Where is thumbkin, where is thumbkin?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.
Run away, run away.

Where is pointer, where is pointer?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.
Run away, run away.

Where is tall man, where is tall man?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.
Run away, run away.

Where is ring man, where is ring man?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.
Run away, run away.

Where is pinky, where is pinky?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.
Run away, run away.

Where is the family, where is the family?
Here we are, here we are.
How are you this morning?  Very well, I thank you.

 

 

 

This is an easy song for the girls to learn and a good one to dramatize.  Ask the girls how many other names Sleeping Beauty is known by; for example, Briar Rose, Rosamond, Aurora (from the ballet).

 

The girls stand in the campfire circle with a chosen Princess in the centre.  The Prince and Witch (also already chosen) wait in the circle till their verse is sung.

 

Thorn Rosa was a Princess fair,

Princess fair, Princess fair.

Thorn Rosa was a Princess fair, long, long ago.

(Princess combs her long hair and admires herself in a mirror.)

 

She lived up in a castle high.

Castle high, Castle high.

She lived up in a castle high, long, long ago.

(Girls raise hands over heads, fingers touching).

 

A wicked witch put a spell on her,

Spell on her, Spell on her.

A wicked witch put a spell on her, long, long ago.

(Witch comes forward, hands pointing to put a spell on Princess; other girls point at Witch; Princess sinks to the floor.)

 

Thorn Rosa slept a hundred years,

Hundred years, Hundred years.

Thorn Rosa slept a hundred years, long, long ago.

(Girls rest heads on both hands, bending to right, close eyes.)

 

The briar hedge grew oh so high,

Oh so high, Oh so high.

The briar hedge grew oh so high, long, long ago.

(Girls join hands and raise them high to make a hedge.)

 

A handsome Prince came riding by,

Riding by, Riding by.

A handsome Prince came riding by, long, long ago.

(Prince gallops around circle and breaks through hedge to kneel beside Princess.)

 

The Princess wakened at his touch,

At his touch, At his touch.

The Princess wakened at his touch, long, long ago.

(Princess wakes up, rubbing her eyes and stretching.)

 

The Prince and Princess rode away,

Rode away, Rode away.

The Prince and Princess rode away, long, long ago.

(Princess puts arms around Prince’s waist and gallops behind him around the campfire circle.)

 

 

Hear the lively song of the frogs in yonder pond,

Crick, crick, crickety crick, BARRRUMMP!

 

Actions

 

Squat down, bounce on your feet – Hear the lively song of the frogs in yonder pond

Cruick, crick, crickety crick

Jump up High, clap your hands over your head – BARRRUMMP!.

 

 

The window, the window

The second-story window

If you don't know a nursery rhyme

We'll throw you out the window!

 

Mary had a little lamb; its fleece was white as snow

And everywhere that Mary went -

She threw it out the window!

The window, the window...

 

(Repeat with other nursery rhymes until you run out! You can also divide your singing group into teams and sing this song as a competition.)

 

 

 

(Aladdin)  I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?

 

I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride

A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming

 

(Jasmine) A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear

that now I'm in a whole new world with you

 

(Aladdin) Now I'm in a whole new world with you

 

(Jasmine) Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky

 

(Jasmine) A whole new world
(Aladdin) Don't you dare close your eyes
(Jasmine) A hundred thousand things to see
(Aladdin) Hold your breath - it gets better
(Jasmine) I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be

(Aladdin) A whole new world
(Jasmine) Every turn a surprise
(Aladdin) With new horizons to pursue
(Jasmine) Every moment gets better
(Both) I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you

 

(Aladdin) A whole new world
(Jasmine) A whole new world
(Aladdin) That's where we'll be
(Jasmine) That's where we'll be
(Aladdin) A thrilling chase
(Jasmine) A wondrous place
(Both) For you and me

 

Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

 

Just a little change

Small, to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the Beast

 

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

Ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

 

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song

Bittersweet and strange

Finding you can change

Learning you were wrong

 

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast

 

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast

 

 

 

Hello.  My name is Speedy, and for good reason.  I’ve got long, long legs and I can really go ! You can catch me if you can – but I don’t think you will.

 

In a race, I come first.  Always. I never, never lose. Well alright, there was that one time that I took the silver medal.  But it only ever happened once.  It’s so unfair that people keep going on about it.  I blame that Aesop.  He’s the one who wrote it all down.

 

It happened in March, and that’s the time of year that we hares go a bit crazy you know. We’re so busy springing in the Spring that sometimes our thoughts just can’t quite keep up with our legs.  Look, I’ll tell you what happened – just so that you understand that it wasn’t really my fault. It could have happened to anyone.

 

Do you know that old tortoise who lives in the next field?  He’s so slow, that the first time I saw him I thought he was a rock.  In fact, I’ve seen rocks than move faster than he can. His head looks like, well, a cabbage.  And his feat look like Brussels sprouts.  Quite frankly, he’s a ridiculous creature.

 

One day I was leaping around the fields and he was just watching me, and nodding that cabbage-like head of his.  I bounced up to him and said, “Come on you lazy old thing – is that all the exercise you take – just nodding all day long? I’m surprised you don’t nod off to sleep.

 

The tortoise didn’t answer.  His mouth was full of grass and he was chewing – very slowly.

 

Just then the fox popped out of the hedge-row.  He scratched his flea bites and said:

“Don’t you know that the tortoise hibernates?”

 

“Hiber-what’s?” I asked.

 

“Hibernates,” said the fox again.  It means that he goes to sleep for the whole winter.”

“HA!  Sleeps – For the whole winter!”  I said.  “That’s incredible.  He must be the laziest creature alive.  In fact, it’s hardly fair to say he is alive. If he was dead it would be hard to tell the difference.”

 

It was all to easy to mock the tortoise.  He couldn’t be bothered even to stick up for himself.  He just kept on munching, so slowly.

 

But the fox, who’s a big know-it-all, replied for him:

“Most likely he will be around after we are both long gone.  Tortoises can live for over 100 years.”

 

“A 100 years!“  I exclaimed.  “Just nodding, chewing, and occasionally plodding.  I’d get bored out of my mind.  I have to run and jump and win races.  If you’ve got speed, then you can really know that you’re alive!”

 

Then that wily old fox said: “I’ll lay a bet that the tortoise can beat you in a race.  Not a quick dash of course.  He’s hardly a sprinter.  But a proper race over a good distance. Say – up to the top of that hill and back.  I don’t believe you’ll beat him in a race like that.”

 

“Pah!” I said.  “I’ll beat that old tortoise over any distance, any day, any time.”

 

And that’s how I got myself into that infamous race with the tortoise.  The fox arranged it all for us the next day at noon.  The sun was high in the sky, and the heat was scorching.  It was more like summer than spring.

All the local creatures came to see the fun.  The crows cawed and the cows munched like they normally do.  But you could tell that something interesting was going to happen because they were swishing their tails, and not just to keep the flies off.  It was the biggest thing to happen around these parts for ages.

 

Of course almost everyone was backing me to win.  You only had to look at me, lean,fit, with a terrific bounce in my step.  And then look at HIM, old, cabbage head, with a great shell on his back.  I was the clear favourite.  Only the fox was backing the tortoise.  He was taking bets off his cronies, the badger and the rat.  If I won, he would do them a month of services and favours.  And if the tortoise won, they would have to work for him for a whole month.  The badger and the rat thought the fox must have gone soft in the head to make such a silly bet.

 

At last the fox called out: “Ready, Steady Go !”  I hung around for a moment to see the tortoise lumber off the starting line, but he was taking so long about it that I got bored and shot off towards the hill.  I was flying across the field, but I must say, the hill was a long way.  Even I couldn’t get there in a moment.  At the end of the field I looked over my shoulder and saw that the tortoise had hardly got started.  I’d say his top speed was about one mile per week.  I had no doubt at all that victory was mine.

 

I crossed another three fields, and at last I got to the hill and I started to make my way up.  It was tougher going now, and my legs were starting to feel less springy than usual. I took another look back and saw that tortoise was only half way across the first field.  I decided to stop for a breather and a bit of a chuckle.

 

How did the fox ever think that old cabbage-head could beat me?  Doesn’t he know that I’m speedy by name, speedy by nature?  And I thought he was smart.

 

In fact, just to show him how confident I was of winning, I sat down.  “Give the old lumber-along a sporting chance,” I said to myself.  “And when he gets near, I’ll dash off again.  That will make the race more entertaining.”

 

And so I stretched out and chewed on a long piece of juicy grass.  I knew one of the beady-eyed crows would see me and report back to the crowd how I was so far ahead that I could afford to take things easy.  In fact, I thought it wouldn’t do any harm just to close my eyes for a moment or two.  My eyelids certainly were feeling a bit heavy after running up hill under a hot sun.  In fact, I thought that 40 winks would refresh me, and I would set off all the faster when I got going again.

 

And oh!  How pleasant it was to lie down on such a glorious day.  The grasshoppers were singing and the breeze was rustling ever so gently in the trees.  Soon I was dreaming of victory.  They would be talking about this on the farm for weeks.  But dear, dear, dear me.  I must have well and truly dozed off, because when I woke up, I shivered.  The sun was going down, and the air was a bit cooler.  For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was, and then I recalled the race.  I stood up and scanned the hill below for sight of the tortoise.  Perhaps he had just done the logical thing and given up and gone back home.  So I started to jog up to the top of the hill, and then run gently back down again.  Still no sign of my rival.

 

It was almost dark when I got back to the farm gate and the finishing line.  The cows had gone off to be milked, and only the fox, the badger, and the rat were waiting for me.

 

“Hello guys,” I said.  “What’s my prize?”

 

“What’s your prize?” said the badger.  “You’re prize is that we are working for the fox for a month.”

 

“GRRRR !” said the rat, really quite angry.  “You’ve well and truly let us down.  You might be Speedy by name, but your dead lazy by nature.  Beaten by a 100 year old slow-coach.  It’s disgusting, truly disgusting.”

 

Only the old fox had a sly grin on his face.

 

“Thank you hare,” he said.  “You’ve proved me right, as I usually am.  The tortoise plodded in home just over an hour ago. It only goes to show that slow and steady always wins the race.”

 

And so now you know all about the one and only time that I came less than first in a race.  Of course you shouldn’t go supposing that the tortoise is faster than me.  It was just a one-off kind of disaster.  I mean, oversleeping like that, it could have happened to anyone.  I’m still the fastest creature on the farm – and don’t let anyone tell you different.

 

Well I must dash.  No time to hang around chatting like this.  Catch you later!

And that was the story of the hare and the tortoise, as told by the Hare.

 

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?

 

 

Chorus:        

May all your dreams bloom like daisies in the sun

May you always have stars in your eyes

May you not stop running not until your race is run

And may you always have blue skies

A dream is something you can make to keep within your heart

To build on when you're sad, or when you're world's been torn apart

A dream is something all your own that no one else can steal

A dream is something you can make come real

You can share a laugh with any stranger you may meet

You can share your money with a beggar on the street

But you can only share a dream when love has set it free

Please won't you share yours with me.

 

 

Bed is too small for my tiredness

Bring me a hilltop with trees

Tuck a cloud up under my chin

Lord, blow the moon out, please

 

Rock me to sleep in a cradle of dreams

Sing me a lullaby of leaves

Tuck a cloud up under my chin

Lord, blow the moon out please.

 

Day is done

Gone the sun

From the lake,

From the hills,

From the sky,

All is well

Safely rest

God is nigh.