THE FIRE SIREN (Moan)
THE POLICEMAN (Loud Whistle)
THE LIBRARIAN (SSSSh!)
THE DUCKS (Quack-quack)
THE DOG (Arf, Arf)
THE CHICKENS (Bok-Bok-Bok)
THE PIGS (Snort, Oink)
TWO BOYS (sing, Row, Row, Row your Boat)
(If there is room, appropriate motions can accompany the sounds, such as
marching feet for the boys, flapping wings for chickens, etc.)
It was a beautiful spring afternoon in the sleepy little town of Blodgettville. In the
balmy air the fragrance of early tulips mingled with the rich aroma of skunk
cabbages in nearby marshes. The only sounds to be heard were the faint moan
of a FIRE SIREN in a neighboring village, the distant barking of a DOG, and the
occasional whistle of the POLICEMAN at the main intersection. Within the town
library, someone turned a page too loudly, and the LIBRARIAN said, "SSSH!".
On the main road, at the outskirts of the town, a farmer was lazily driving his
animals to market. Each time he hit a bump, the PIGS grunted, the CHICKENS
squawked, and the DUCKS quacked. Yes, all was peaceful in the sleepy little
town of Blodgettville.
Suddenly, TWO BOYS appeared on the quiet street. They were singing "ROW
YOUR BOAT" and marching in time to the rhythm. They reached the c enter of
town where the POLICEMAN blew his whistle to let them cross. Still singing, they
marched up the steps of the library. The LIBRARIAN looked up quickly and said,
"SSSH". EACH BOY took a book, then sat down at one of the tables. One of the
boys looked around the almost empty library and said, "They'd do a lot more
business in here if they had comic books!" Guess what the LIBRARIAN said?
That's right, "SSSh".
Outside, the DOG'S barking could be heard more strongly. The POLICEMAN
blew his whistle as a car approached the intersection, followed by the farmer's
truck. As they started up again, the woman driving the car signaled a right turn.
Oddly enough, her car made a left turn. The farmer slammed on his brakes, and
there was a LOUD CRASH (everyone clap their hands together). Down went the
tail gate of the truck and out tumbled the PIGS, the crates burst and out flew the
CHICKENS and the DUCKS. The DOG, who by now was quite close, began an
excited chase, barking wildly.
Frightened, the PIGS ran up the library steps, grunting, followed by squawking
CHICKENS, quacking DUCKS, and yelping DOG. The LIBRARIAN was so
startled she had time to let out only one "SSSH", before a CHICKEN flew into her
face. The BOYS jumped up and delightedly burst into song. In rushed the
POLICEMAN, frantically whistling. From across the street, old Miss Spindle saw
the disturbance, and called the FIRE DEPARTMENT.
So then, at that moment in the quiet library of the quiet town of Blodgettville,
these things were going on: The PIGS were grunting, the CHICKENS were
clucking, the DUCKS were quacking, the BOYS were singing, the FIRE SIREN
was screaming, the POLICEMAN was whistling, and the LIBRARIAN was
hopelessly saying over and over again "SSSh, SSSh!". And for awhile at least, all
these things were going on at the same time (EVERYBODY). But an hour later,
everything was peaceful again in the sleepy little town of Blodgettville.
The PIGS, DUCKS and CHICKENS had somehow been caught and put back in
the truck; the BOYS and DOG had gone home for supper, the FIRE TRUCK was
back in the station house, and the POLICEMAN again stood at his post by the
And the LIBRARIAN?? Well, the LIBRARIAN looked around the library at the
floating feathers, the muddy floor, the mixed up books, the overturned tables and
the broken chairs.
And then, all of a sudden, the LIBRARIAN SCREAMED (EVERYBODY)