March Songs & Fingerplays

Letter S song*
For an S, I make
Just a curvy little snake!

For and S, I make
Just a curvy little snake!

And that /s/, /s/, /s/, snaky
Makes my knees a little shaky!

For an S, I make
Just a curvy little snake!

*HeidiSongs.com

FIVE LITTLE MEN IN FLYING SAUCER

loonsandquines.blogspot.com

Five little men in a flying saucer
Flew ‘round the earth one day
They looked left and right
But they didn’t like the sight
So one man flew away.

Four little men in a flying saucer
Three little men in a flying saucer
Two little men in a flying saucer
One little men in a flying saucer. . .
. . .so then he flew away!

TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR


10 LITTLE SPECKLED FROGS
Ten little speckled frogs sitting on a speckled log,


Eating the most delicious bugs, yum, yum! (rub tummy)
One jumped into the pool where it was nice and cool,
Then there were nine speckled frogs. Glub, glub.

Nine…8-7-6-5-4-3-2…(repeat above verse).

One little speckled frog sitting on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious bug, yum, yum! ( rub tummy)
He jumped into the pool where it was nice and cool,
Now there are no more speckled frogs.  Glub, glub.

ONE GREEN FROG WENT HOP, HOP, HOP
(to the tune of “ Buffalo Gals”)  words by Deborah J. Stewart*

One green frog went hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop, hop
Hop, hop, hop
One green frog went
Hop, hop, hop
Hopping on a lily pad.

Two green frogs went hop, hop, hop. . .
Three  green frogs went hop, hop, hop . . .                           
Four green frogs went hop, hop, hop. . .

Mother frog said, “stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop.”
Mother frog said, “Stop, stop, stop,
It’s time to take a nap!”

WAKE UP FROGGIES!
*http://littlefingersplay.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-green-frog-went-hop-hop-hop_17.html


T Song - THE TRAIN*
(Tune: The Farmer In The Dell)
The train is on the track.
The train is on the track.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack
The train is on the track.

The train carries a tiger.
The train carries a tiger.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack,
The train carries a tiger.

The train carries a toaster.
The train carries a toaster.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack
The train carries a toaster.
The train carries a turtle.
The train carries a turtle.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack
The train carries a turtle.

The train carries a toothbrush.
The train carries a toothbrush.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack
The train carries a toothbrush.

The train is on the track.
The train is on the track.
Clickity clack, oh clickity clack
The train is on the track.

(What else can the train carry that begins with the Tt sound?)
*adapted by Mrs Jones  http://www.mrsjonesroom.com/son


I’M A LITTLE TEAPOT
I’m a little teapot, short and stout.
Here is my handle, here is my spout.
When I get all steamed up, hear me shout,
“Tip me over and pour me out!”

MY TURTLE
Traditional Fingerplay

This is my turtle.  He lives in a shell.
(Put hand over fist, wiggle extended thumb.)

He likes his home very well.
(Pull thumb in and extend it again.)

He pokes his head out when he wants to eat.
(Extend thumb.)

And pulls it back when he wants to sleep.
(Pull thumb back under hand.)

There Was A Little Turtle Fingerplay
There was a little turtle.
(Make a fist with your right hand in front of you.)
Who lived in a box.
(Place left palm under your fist.)
He swam in the puddles.(Make a rippling motion with your hand.)
And he climbed on the rocks.
(Make right fingers walk up your left arm.)

He snapped at a mosquito.
(Clap hands)
He snapped at a flea.(Clap hands)
He snapped at a minnow.
(Clap hands)
And he snapped at me.
(Clap hands, point to yourself)
He caught the mosquito.
(Hold hands palms up, quickly bend fingers shut)
He caught the flea.
(Hold hands palms up, quickly bend fingers shut)
He caught the minnow.
(Hold hands palms up, quickly bend fingers shut)
But he didn't catch me!
(Shake head, smile and point to self)

By Vachel Lindsay
This is from Helen Guerin, My son, Ben’s,  preschool teacher 1978-79

U Song
(To The Eensy Weensy Spider)

My uncle's ukulele
goes unka, plunka, doo.
Each night he strums it
underneath the moon.
Unka, plunka, doo,
unka, plunka, plunka, doo....
I hear Uncle's happy tune
float upstairs to my room.

THE UGLY DUCKLING
There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown,
And the other birds, in so many words,
Said QUACK, get out of town.
QUACK QUACK, get out.
QUACK QUACK, get out.
QUACK QUACK, 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 ev’ry place, they said to his face
QUACK, get out of here.
QUACK QUACK, get out,
QUACK QUACK, get out.
QUACK QUACK, get out of here!

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

All through the winter time
He hid himself away,
Ashamed to show his face,
Afraid of what others might say.
A flock of swans spied him there
And very soon agreed:
‘You’re a very fine swan indeed!’

I’m not such an ugly duckling,
No feathers all stubby and brown.
For in fact these birds are in so many words
Said (wink) the best in town.
(Wink wink) The best, (wink wink) the best,
(Wink wink) 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.

‘Who’s an ugly duckling?’
Not I!

I Love to Make the Letter V
(to: Pop! Goes the Weasel)

I love to make the letter V
For everyone to see (make V sign with hand)
V is for vacation, V is for van,
And Vis for victory!

A Violet Violin
(to: If You’re Happy and You Know It)

Oh, I wish I were a violet violin!
Oh, I wish I were a violet violin!
Then I’d be purple and I’d play,
I’d have music everyday
Oh, I wish I were a violet violin!

Letter V Song
(to: John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt)

Vicky V -  eats her vegetables
She picks violets for her vase.
For words that start with V
The people say, “Yippee!”
Words like vegetables, violets and vase
VVVVVV

V – Nursery Rhyme
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet.
But not as sweet as you.

MAKING STONE SOUP
(or Veggie Soup)Tune: “The Farmer In the Dell”

Let’s make stone soup,
Let’s make stone soup,
Put some water in a pot.
Stir, it’s getting hot.

First we add a stone.
Then we add a bone,
Stir the soup in the pot,
The soup is getting hot.

Then we add some broth,
Then we add some corn.
Stir the soup in the pot
The soup is getting hot.

Next, we add some carrots,
Then we add some peas.
Stir the soup in the pot
The soup is getting hot.

Last, we add potatoes,
Celery and zucchini.
Stir the soup, oh what fun.
The soup is now done!

Have your children act out the song,
Pretending to toss the ingredients into a big pot as they sing.

By Jean Warren
 
NUMBER FOOD RHYME
One, two, three, four
[child’s name] at the kitchen door.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Eating [vegetable] off her plate.

Have children take turns naming vegetables or other food items to fill in the rhyme.

VEGGIE SOUP RHYME 
Put the [corn] in our soup pot.
Let is simmer till it’s hot!
[Corn] is oh so good for you.
Stir until the soup is through!




AT THE VETERINARIAN’S
(To: Down By The Station)

At the veterinarian’s
Early in the morning,
See the little puppies
Waiting in a row.
See the veterinarian
Give the puppies checkups.
Arf! Arf! Arf!
Now, home they go.

At the veterinarian’s
Early in the morning,
See the little bunnies
Waiting in a row.
See the veterinarian
Give the bunnies checkups.
Hop! Hop! Hop!
Now, home they go.

 By Heather McPhail

Continue with verses about other animals and their sounds or actions:
“Kitties – Mew, mew, mew;
Turtles – Crawl, crawl, crawl” etc…

BRING YOUR DOGS
( To: Oh, My Darling)

Bring your dogs, bring your cats,
Bring your hamsters, one by one.
I take care of the animals,
I’m a veterinarian.

By Jean Warren

TEN  LITTLE  VETS

(To:Ten Little Indians)

One little, two little, three little vets.
Four little, five little, six little vets.
Seven little, eight little, nine little vets.
Ten little vets help our pets!

SPRING IS HERE

(to the tune of “Are you sleeping”)

I see robins
I see birds’ nests
Butterflies too
Flowers too
Everything is growing
The wind is gently blowing
Spring is here
Spring is here

It is springtime
It is springtime
Winter’s gone
Winter’s gone
Summertime is coming
Summertime is coming
It won’t be long
It won’t be long