FALL & THANKSGIVING –
November Music Makers Finger Plays
FALL LEAVES & APPLES
LeavesSee the leaves all falling down,
To make a carpet on the ground,
Swish, swish, wind blows by,
Swish, swish, away they fly.
Leaves are floating softly down
Some are red, and some are brown.
The wind goes SWISH! through the air.
When you look back, no leaves are there.
In autumn when the trees are brown (make circle with arms)
The little leaves come tumbling down (flutter fingers down)
They do not make the slightest sound (finger to lips)
But lie so quietly on the ground
Until the wind comes puffing by(Swish with arms)
and blows them off towards the sky.(flutter fingers up)
Leaves Are Falling
Leaves are falling all around
On the housetops, on the ground
Leaves are falling on my nose,
On my head and hands and toes.
Jumping in Leaves
I rake the leaves into a great big hump
Stand back a little ways
Bend both my knees….and Jump!
Two Little Apples
Way up high in the apple tree, (point up high)
Two little apples were smiling down at me; (make two circles with hands)
So I shook that tree as hard as I could; (wrap hands around "trunk" and shake)
Down came the apples (circle hands come down)
Mmmm, they were good! (rub tummy)
A Song of Thanks (primary song)
Thank thee for the world so sweet;
Thank thee for the food we eat;
Thank thee for the birds that sing;
Thank thee God for everything!
I Have Two Ears (primary song)
I have two ears to hear the truth,
Two eyes to see the good.
I have two feet to carry me
To places where they should.
I’ll try to use them wisely
In my work and play.
I thank my Heavenly Father
For making me this way.
I have two lips to speak kind words,
Two hands to work for me.
All these loving helpers
Heavenly Father gave to me.
Five Little Indians
Five little Indians by the teepee door
One went hunting, then there were four.
Four little Indians climbing up a tree
One fell down, then there were three.
Three little Indians paddling a canoe
One went swimming, then there were two.
Two little Indians playing in the sun
One went fishing, then there was one.
One little Indian sitting all alone
He went home to mother, then there were none.
Indians & Ponies
Five little Indians, on a nice fall day (dance around)
Jumped on their ponies and rode far away (pretend to ride a pony)
They galloped in the meadow, and they galloped up a hill,
They galloped so fast, they all took a spill (pretend to fall off the ponies)
A turkey I saw on thanksgiving,
Her tail was spread so wide.
Shhh....don't tell that you've seen her,
For she's running away to hide
(make fist for turkey & spread fingers of other hand for tail, Make a shhh sound)
Mr. Turkey & Mr. Duck
Mr. Turkey went for a walk on a bright sunshiny day.
And on the way he met Mr. Duck
Gobble, Gobble.....Quack, Quack.
And they both went on their way.
Turkeys in a Tree
Five fat turkeys are we.
We slept all night in a tree.
When the cook came around,
We couldn't be found,
And that's why we're here, you see.
Pumpkin, Pumpkin (can be a song too)
Pumpkin, Pumpkin, I’ve been thinking,’
You’re the finest one I’ve seen.
Soon you’ll be a pumpkin pie,
For our dinner on thanksgiving.
Turkey on the Loose
Gobble, gobble, gobble! Flap elbows up and down like wings.
What's all the fuss? Hand up, questioning.
Clever Mr. Turkey is hiding from us! Hands cover eyes.
Let's look all around. Hand to brow, look around
Don't let him get away! Shake index finger
We need that turkey on Thanksgiving Day! Pat stomach.
The Turkey is a funny bird,
His head goes wobble wobble.
All he says is just one word.....
Gobble gobble, gobble!
WALK LIKE A TURKEY
(A movement rhyme)
Walk like a turkey,
Woddle, woddle, woddle.
Talk like a turkey,
Gobble, gobble, gobble.
Run like a turkey
‘Round and ‘round.
But when it’s Thanksgiving
Don’t make a sound!
I Eat Turkey
tune: Frere Jacques
I eat turkey, (point to self)
I eat turkey. (point to self again)
Yes, I do, (nod head)
Yes, I do (nod head
Turkey in my tummy. (rub tummy)
Yummy, yummy, yummy.
Good for me (point to self)
Good for you (point to others)
Tune: Farmer in the Dell
Do the turkey hop, do the turkey run
Do the turkey gobble; oh it's a lot of fun!
Now flap your wings like the turkeys do
Run from the farmer before she catches you.
One Fat Turkey
One fat turkey came strutting by
He shook his feathers and he winked his eye
He flapped his wings, and his head gave a wobble
As he looked at me and he said, "Gobble! Gobble!"
Tune: 'Where is Thumbkin'
Mr Turkey Mr Turkey
Run away Run away
If you are not careful,
You will be a mouthful