[vc_tta_tour][vc_tta_section i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-music” add_icon=”true” title=”Gotas Caen” tab_id=”1586976511153-4c59fb6e-50aa”]
Gotas caen, gotas caen,
Escucha la lluvia,
Tocando en la solera
Y en mi ventana,
¿Quién ama la lluvia?
(ratones)
Los ratones aman la lluvia.
Gotas caen, Gotas caen,
Escucha la lluvia,
Tocando en la solera
Y en mi ventana,
¿Quién ama la lluvia?
(turnarse para elegir alguien/algo que ama la lluvia)
_______ Ama la lluvia.
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-music” add_icon=”true” title=”La Chinita Margarita” tab_id=”1587514293929-2ed33945-36ef”]
La chinita Margarita es alegre y juguetona
Su vestido de lunares con agüita lo almidona
Se me sube a la rodilla
Y me da una gran cosquilla
Se me sube a la rodilla
Y me da una gran cosquilla
Que traviesa es Margarilla
Que traviesa es Margarilla
La chinita Margarita es alegre y juguetona
Su vestido de lunares con agüita lo almidona
Se me sube a la nariz
Y yo me pongo a hacer ¡achis!
Se me sube a la nariz
Y yo me pongo a hacer ¡achis!
Que traviesa es Margariz
Que traviesa es Margariz
La chinita Margarita es alegre y juguetona
Su vestido de lunares con agüita lo almidona
Se me sube a la cabeza
Yo no la miro, me hago la lesa
Se me sube a la cabeza
Yo no la miro, me hago la lesa
Que traviesa es Margareza
Que traviesa es Margareza
La chinita Margarita es alegre y juguetona
Su vestido de lunares con agüita lo almidona
Se me sube a la frente
Y se me escapa muy de repente
Que traviesa es Margarente
Que traviesa es Margarente
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-music” add_icon=”true” title=”El Chorrito” tab_id=”1587514389799-9d7e0604-d160″]
Por Francisco Gabilondo Soler (Cri Cri)
La gota de agua que da la nube
Como regalo para la flor
En vapor se desvanece
Cuando se levanta el sol;
Y nuevamente al cielo sube
Hasta la nube que la soltó.
La gotita sube y baja,
Baja y sube
Al compás de esta canción:
Allá en la fuente
Había un chorrito,
Se hacía grandote
Se hacía chiquito
Allá en la fuente
Había un chorrito
Se hacía grandote
Se hacía chiquito
Estaba de mal humor,
Pobre chorrito tenía calor
Estaba de mal humor,
Pobre chorrito tenía calor.
En el paisaje siempre nevado
Acurrucado sobre el volcán
Hay millones de gotitas
Convertidas en cristal.
En el invierno la nieve crece,
En el verano la funde el sol.
La gotita sube y baja,
Baja y sube
Al compás de esta canción:
Ahí va la hormiga
Con su paraguas
Y recogiéndose las enaguas,
Ahí va la hormiga
Con su paraguas
Y recogiéndose las enaguas
Porque el chorrito la salpicó
Y sus chapitas le despintó
Porque el chorrito la salpicó
Y sus chapitas le despintó.
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-music” add_icon=”true” title=”Quieter Voices” tab_id=”1586979580005-97858088-7b79″]
This song is for the moments when the children’s voices get too loud for the space. It is a kind and gentle way to ask them to lower their voices. We use it every day with the wee ones! And just so you know, there WILL be times where some children hear this song and just to test you, they start to scream louder. They are just wondering if you really mean it. In that moment, try singing the song so softly that they have to hush to hear what you are singing. They will see your mouth move and not be able to hear the words and most often their curiosity is stronger than their desire to test you.
Quieter voices
Are nicer to hear,
Quieter voices
Are nicer to hear…
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section i_icon_fontawesome=”fa fa-music” add_icon=”true” title=”When I’m Sad I Cry” tab_id=”1586979662097-6471cbc2-9411″]
Sensory experiences have a way of triggering emotions. Songs, stories, smells, textures and of course sights, have the ability to bring up many emotions including grief. With the children in school, I use a part of a Tom Hunter song called “when I’m sad I cry”. The whole song is great but I find that with the little ones, we only need a few words of this song and it is enough. Out in the woods, when a child is sad I would start singing and many other children would gather around and ask to sing it over and over again. So when your children are feeling sad, or you are, here is a tool you can use to help the tears to flow and acknowledge that it is ok to feel sad.
When I’m sad I cry,
When I’m sad I cry,
Sometimes things make me sad,
When I’m sad I cry….
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Way Up in the Sky” tab_id=”1586976511134-2daac8b5-9870″]
Way up in the sky, (Look and reach your arms up)
The little birds fly, (Flap your wings)
Way down in the nest, (Look and reach down to the ground)
The little birds rest, (Sleep like the birds)
Shhhhhh, they’re sleeping. (Put your finger to your mouth and “shh…”)
With a wing on the left, (Lift you left arm)
And a wing on the right, (Lift your right arm)
The little birds sleep, (Sleep like the birds)
All through the night, (Reach your arms through the stars)
Shhhhh, they’re sleeping. (Put your finger to your mouth and “shh…”)
The bright sun comes up, (Be the rising sun, arms up in a circular form)
The moon falls away, (Let your arms slowly wave down)
“Good Morning, good morning,
Good morning,” they say.
[/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Dandelion Clock” tab_id=”1586979762364-30f2b0cf-9fd9″]
I picked a dandelion clock (Pick your imaginary dandelion from the ground)
And held it near my nose, (Hold your pinched fingers near your nose)
I blew the pretty fluff away
And counted up my blows…
One o’clock, two o’clock, (Give one blow to your pinched fingers before each number)
I took a great big puff, (Take a deep breath)
Three o’clock, four o’clock, (Give one blow to your pinched fingers before each number)
Away went all the fluff. (Flutter your fingers around as ‘the fluff flies away’)
My dandelion clock was right (Point to your wrist as if at a watch)
For mother called to me (Call out through your hands)
Come in and wash your grubby hands, (Rub your hands as if washing them)
It’s nearly time for tea! (Take a sip of your imaginary cup of tea)
[/vc_tta_section][/vc_tta_tour]