ZOOM, Series I; 329

Presentation of this program is made possible by grant from general foods corporation by public television stations and by grants from the ford foundation and the corporation for public broadcasting everybody's doing it everybody's grooving it everybody's having a ball Yeah! So won't you zoom, zoom, zoom-a-zoom. Come on and zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom. I'm Mora! I'm Kenny. My name's Ann. I'm David. My name's Nancy. I'm Jay. Grrr! Come on, it's Tracy. Who are you?

What do you do? How are you? Let's hear from you. We need you. We're gonna zoom, zoom, zoom-a-zoom. Come on and zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom. Come on, give it a try We're gonna show you just why We're gonna teach you to fly hard I want to zoom, I want to zoom, zoom I want to zoom, zoom I want to zoom, zoom I want to zoom, I want to zoom, zoom I want to zoom, I want to zoom, zoom Lots of kids have written into Zoom and asked us to play Chinese jump rope, and Heidi Schneidelberger of Chicago, Illinois, has told us a way to make it, and you make it out of rubber bands, and Ann is going to show you how to do it. Okay.

First of all, you have two rubber bands. Take the first one and you open it up, put the other one through it, and then take the two loops and put one of the loops inside through the other one pull it tight like a little ball sort of yeah let me take the next one same thing yeah you pull it that's three oh that one got twisted if you keep going and keep going and keep going it looks like this it looks like that and that's about how big you need one if you want to have a Chinese jump rope I made mine out of all different colors well it's easier that's true you got my shoes no I didn't take I've got mine, I've got fringe all over the bottom of them.

Actually, I'm not mine. Yeah, but I might step on my shoelace. No, well, tie-shoe. Very good. No. No, no, no. Please don't pass J. Clap, excuse me. Clap, clap. I'm not going to start out. Are you a clap-to-maniac? Okay, I'll start from now. Um, what do you want? In. No, no. Is that class? Second step beyond. Very good. Rollsies. Can't stop rolling, Jay-Z. I know, Jay-Z. Out, side to side. On. And. Right on. Thingies. Oh, things. Thingies, yeah. Geez, this is hard. So if someone tickles you with this. Kneesies.

I gotta get to Kneesies this time. Oh, my God. Does that help you, Nancy? Oh, come on. Now the only problem is to jump in. You sound like you're lifting the heaviest weight. Blindies. No, no, he's got to do blindies. Hand me up. Close your eyes very, very tight. You have to hold your head up, too. Yep. Very good. I can't get on. I just... He did it. He did it. Just by a big toe. You were like this. I was looking. I was white looking. No, if you looked, you'd take it like that. You were just like that, you were just like that. Now what? Now you're on Meezy's Clapsies. You know, Renzy's. In, out, side to side. On, down, down, in, down, down, out.

Please, can I practice once? No. Okay. Good try. In, out, side to side. On, in, out. You're out. Okay, good try. On, in, you're out. Take mine. Hands in. Hands in. Hands in. Hands in. Oh, no. One way on. At least I'm up there. I mean, at least I passed an easy. No, I didn't. Not yet. Open your legs up a little bit. I think I am a little bit. I think I am a little bit. I loved it. This is a book that has 1,001 Fanny Dooley's in it. And it's by Judy Jones and Laura Carr of Chicago, Illinois. And let's start it. Animals. What does Fanny Dooley think of animals? Fanny Dooley loves gulls but hates terns. Fanny Dooley loves gazelles but hates antelopes.

Fanny Dooley loves giraffes but hates occipes. Fanny Dooley loves hippopotamus but hates herbivorous animals. Five, Fanny Dooley loves bills, but hates beaks. Six, Fanny Dooley loves bills. It's time to roll out the barrel. Here's a zoom barrel from Joyce Hendley of Lutherville, Maryland. Here's my idea for a special zoomy handshake you can use on your show. You'll need two people to do it. This is what you do. First, shake hands the normal way. Next, one person lifts his right leg and puts it over both arms. Third, the next person does the same thing with his right leg. You should both be back-to-back by now. Next, the first person lifts his leg back over both arms, and then the second does the same thing. Now you should both be back to normal.

Try it again, faster. And to find out what's inside today. Let me try. Yeah, David. David's not any time. David. So what? No, come on, then. All right. Yeah, let David do a second. Right, you're back to back. See? Now stand up if you can. Yeah, right. Third, the next person does the same thing with his right hand. Are you cracked? What? Are you filming already? We already did it. My arm's breaking off. Oh, that's it. Yeah. Yeah, the first person lifts his left leg back over both arms. Are you crazy? No. Matter of fact, yes. That's it. Now the next person does the same thing. Go. With my left leg? Left. Attaboy, and you should be back to normal. Really? Yeah. Well, ah. What food does Fanny Dooley eat? 102, Fanny Dooley loves food but hates to eat. 103, Fannie Dooley loves coffee, but hates tea.

104, Fannie Dooley loves lettuce, but hates salads. 105, Fannie Dooley loves cabbage, but hates coleslaw. 106, Fannie Dooley loves Kellogg's, but hates cornflakes. 107, Fannie Dooley loves lollipops, but hates suckers. 108, Fannie Dooley loves carrots, but hates vegetables. This week's Zoom guest is Jaime Silvis. Most of the year, he lives in Texas, but every summer, he and his family go to work in Colorado. My father and mother are Mexican, but I was born in Texas. Los Coyotes de Río Bravo, Tamaulipas, nos brindaban la simpática prom pueblo. Every spring the whole family comes to Colorado to work in the fields.

Sometimes I pick onions, pickles and cucumbers. We pick the onions and we cut the top with the scissors and then we put them into the can. I don't like to work in the field because it's It's too hot, and I get tired. The day is pretty long.

Sometimes my little brother can't wait for lunch. He eats the lunch in the back of the truck. Sometimes we have some corn and hamburgers and potatoes and tortillas. and beans and eggs, and that's all. We live in a house owned by a farmer in Colorado.

The farmer has three aviones. This is where we live. There are 16 in the family. In Texas we don't live together, but here we do. All my brothers and their children, and my sisters. We have nine dogs, and there belong one of my cousins. They're still puppies. I like Texas better than the Colorado. I have all my friends over there. I have a lot of fun playing with my brothers and sisters and cousins. One, two, three, three, four, four, five, five, six, seven, seven, eight, eight, nine,

Ten, nine, ten, ten. This year, we want to stay in Colorado because there's more work here than in Texas. The Magic Nail, by Jeanie McGoliff

of Marlboro, Massachusetts. Once there was a tramp who came to a little red house. He knocked at the door. go away i don't want any good lady i am tired and hungry do you have any bread to give away go away i am a poor woman i don't have any bread to give away the old lady laughed at the tramp and then she closed the door the tramp thought to himself she is stingy but ah i have an idea that'll show her and he took a nail from his shoe hello again i have a magic nail that can make perfect soup with just a little water Mmm, something for nothing. I like that.

Come in. She led him to a big pot of boiling water. Right this way, and here we are. Do you have a carrot or an onion that'll make the soup even better? How's this? Great. Have an onion? Um, hmm, pretty good. How about a little rice? Hey, that's enough. And how about some peas? Okay. Hey. How about a bone that you were going to throw to a dog? How's this T-bone? Great.

And, um, how about some beans? Oh, boy. Way in there. OK, here we are. And some meatloaf? Meatloaf? Meatloaf. Boy. The old lady went back to the table and started setting it. She put bread and milk on the table, and then the tramp and the old lady ate everything. Here's your spoon. I got one. Just think, the magic nail made all this good soup. Yep, just from one magic nail.

If you have a play you've written, and you'd like to see it on television, send it to Zoom. Box 350, Boston Mess, Oh, two, one, three, four. 386, Fannie Dooley loves George C. Scott but hates actors. 387, Fannie Dooley loves gold diggers but hates prospectors. 388, Fannie Dooley loves bookworms but hates readers. 389, Fannie Dooley... Doom, doom, doom, doo-wa-zoom-doo, do-wa-zoom-doo, do-wa-zoom-doo. My name's Frank Estabook, and my hobby is raising pigeons and entering them in contests. All the pigeons I own, though, they're the same breed. I raise Medinas, and there are about 150 other different breeds just like dogs. You have all kinds of different breeds in dogs, which you do in pigeons, too. Like I show them for contests, and the judges at the contest, they all have a standard so

they know what every bird should look like. There's a standard for every one of them. They judge how close your bird comes to being 100% perfect. The judge will look for how bright his eyes are, the condition of him, how nice his feathers are, how red his feet are, how you put them up for show. They look for about every detail possible on them. So we try to breed birds that are as close to 100% perfect as possible. A prized bird doesn't come by accident. You select a certain male and a certain female and hope the baby squab is better than the parents. Every bird has a band on him and we keep records, who the parents are, what his grandparents are and so on, so we will know who he comes from so you know what his background is. After I decide which pair I'm going to mate, I put them in breeding cages and put the male

Male in one cage and female in the other, and they'll get acquainted. Some people say the only way to tell a male from a female is the female will lay an egg, but there is another way to tell. The male will blow out his chest and fan out his tail and dance around in a circle. I think the best things I like about raising pigeons is learning about genetics and heredity and watching the parents raise the youngsters. If you're going to raise pigeons, you might as well put it in your head right now

that you're going to have to take care of them and change the water daily. You feed them what they'll eat. No more, no less. That's just like any other animal. You know, you've got to take care of it. Here, Mike, fill that up for me. My friend Mike raises pigeons too, and sometimes we help each other take care of our pigeons. Especially before a show because we want those birds in top condition. Mike, wanna see the new baby squab? Okay. That's a mean parent. He's gonna be a red because see how long that yellow stuff is on him? Yeah. That's what you call down. See the way he keeps going? Like that right there, he's doing that because he thinks I'm his mother. He's putting his beak in,

thinking he'll get some food or something. And that one was just born today? Yeah, he's no more than maybe five hours old. One time I had a bird. After he hatched, like it wasn't as good as I thought it was going to be. But now he looks like he's going to be a real nice youngster because he's the best bird I've got so far. Yeah, and he's a real nice one. 883, Fanny Dooley loves to be correct, but hates to be right. 884, Fanny Dooley loves to be depressed, but hates to be sad. 885, Fanny Dooley loves to be seen, but hates to be noticed. 886, Fanny Dooley loves pressure, but hates tension. 887, Fanny Dooley loves to be indoors, but hates to be... I bought me a cat, my cat trees me, fed my cat on the under tree. My cat says, Fiddle-i-fi I bought me a duck, my duck please me I fed my duck on the yonder tree My duck says, Brrr, brrr My cat says, Fiddle-i-fi I bought me a goose, my goose please me

I fed my goose on the yonder tree My goose says, Gawk, gawk My duck says, Brrr, brrr My cat says, Fiddle-i-fi I bite me a hen, my hen fleas me. I bear my hen on a yonder tree. My hen says buka buka buka buka. My goose says calk, cock. My duck says prrrr, prrrr. My cat says facial eyes fee. I bite you a phoot. My peg chased me. I bear my head on a yonder tree. My pig says coock, crrr. My hen says buka buka buka buka. My goose says caw, caw. My duck says prrrr, prrr. My cat says facial eyes fee. I bought me a cow, my cow pleased me, I fed my cow on the yonder tree, my cow said moo, moo, my pig says My hen says bop, bop, bop, bop, my goose says caw, caw, my duck says moo, moo, my cat says feel like me I bought me a horse, my horse pleased me, I fed my horse on the yonder tree, my horse says neigh, neigh, my cow says moo, moo, my pig says

My hen says My goose says My duck says My cat says My ritual My wife says My wife says My horse says My cow says My he says My head says My word says My duck says My cat says Now we're going to sing the song again, and you sing the animal sounds with us, okay? I bought me a cat, my cat pleased me, I fed my cat under yonder tree, my cat says fiddle I feed, I bought me a duck, my duck pleased me, I fed my duck under yonder tree, my duck says pram, pram, my cat says fiddle I feed, I bought me a duck, my duck pleased me, I

My goose says, Go! Go! My duck says, Quack, quack! My cat says, Still I feed! I bought me a hen. My hen pleased me. I fed my hen on the under-tree. My hen says, Quack, quack! My goose says, Go! Go! My duck says, Quack, quack! My cat says, Still I feed! I bought me a bag, my bag pleased me, I fed my pants on the other tree. My pig says, ha, ha. My hen said, cock-a-luck, cock-a-luck. My goose said, cock-a-luck. My dog says, quack-quack. My cat says, fill out the tree. I bought me a cow, my cow pleased me, I fed my cow on the other tree. My cow said, moo, moo. My pig says, cock-a-luck. My head says, cock-a-luck, cock-a-luck. My moose says gawk, gawk. My duck says quack, quack. My cat says fiddle-like me.

I want to be a horse, my horse please me. I bet my horse on the under tree. My horse says lay, lay. My cow says moo, moo. My pig says quack, quack. My hen says cock-a-lack, cock-a-lack. Moose says quack, quack. My duck says quack, quack. My cat says fiddle-like me. I want to be a white, my white please me. I pay my wife money on the tree. My wife says, honey, honey. My horse says, nay, nay. My cow says, moo, moo. My friend says, pah, pah, pah, pah. My hen says, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah. Ooh, says, pah, pah. My duck says, whay, whay. My cats don't smell like me. And now, the moment you've all been waiting for. Number 1001. Fanny Dooley loves Fanny Dooley, but hates herself. Here's a letter from Jay Blotcher of Randolph, Massachusetts. Great show, but I don't think you should hold Fanny Dooley over for this season.

She's getting boring. And that's all the Fanny Dooley's there are. Are you still puzzled by Fanny Dooley? We're gonna tell you the answer. Listen carefully as we sing the last verse of Fanny Dooley. F-A-N-N-E-D-O-L-W Golly, deep, petty, duly Now you've got to hold on to your B-B-B For the answer is clear It could not be better All that you love Has to have Double letters. F, A, double N, double E, D, double O, L, double E.

Golly, T, Penny, Julie. Now you've got to tell us who you're B, B, B. For the answer is clear, it could not be better All that you love has to have Double letters We're gonna zoom, zoom, zoom-a-zoom Come on and zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom Come on, give it a try Presentation of this program was made possible in part

by a grant from General Foods Corporation and by public television stations.