ZOOM, Series I; 206

Crucified Presentation of this program is made possible by a grant from General Foods Corporation, by public television stations, and by grants from the Ford Foundation and the Corporation for Public Broadcasting. Everybody's groovin' it. Everybody's groovin' it. Everybody's havin' a ball. Yeah! So won't you zoom, zoom, zoom-a-zoom. I'm on and zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom-a-zoom. I'm Laura. I'm Kenny. My name's Anne. I'm David. My name's Nancy. Oh, I'm Jay. Mine is 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 five We're gonna teach you to fly high I wanna do I wanna do I love fun. It's time to roll out the barrel.

Here's a Zoom barrel from Mindy Arbo of Roanoke, Virginia. Here's something that most boys can't do and girls can. See if it works for you. One at a time, get down on your knees and put this cup in front of you about a foot in front of your knees. Now, with your hands behind your back, bend down and knock the cup over on its side with your nose. When you're through, straighten back up without falling over. Good luck. And to find out what's inside today. Start from the sin. Kenny. Okay. Here you go. Yes. One. One. Two. Two. Three. Kenny has long feet. It's going to be extra. Right there. Come on, Kenny. Nice. Nice. I'm a karate expert.

Come on, Kenny. Just hit it off the rock. Are you allowed to blow it? Are you allowed to blow it? Are you allowed to blow it? Can he? Your nose, your nose. No, you can do it with your head. I did it. Here goes David. Can you do it with your head, you guys? No, you don't have to do it with your nose. That would be easy. Do it with your head. Right there. Put your knee right where my leg is. Come on, Dave, you can't do it. You can't. You can never do it. Yes, you will. We have confidence in you, Dave. I guess it wasn't that. Well, at least I knocked it down.

I will not be able to make it. I won't either. I'll probably fall on my face. One. Oh, it doesn't matter if she moves, just as long as she puts her foot up. Right there. Right there. Right there. I wish I had feet like that, boy. Mara, almost. Shhh. Oh! Almost. Thank you, guys. Yeah, I've got the longest feet of the bunch. And ten. What size do you wear? Seven. It's weird because your feet... It's the same size thing. It's like your feet and your legs are like... Oh, Lord, Ann. No, that's only two. That's only two. I know, but if you put three, it's at the beginning of your toe, so it's the same thing. Okay, like... No, it's not. No, it's the beginning of your toe. Yeah, she goes to her heels, see. Oh. That would be too far back. Yeah, way too far. It doesn't look far. I know. But then you get down, it's fine. Ann, Ann. Ann, Ann. Ann, Ann almost got it. Come on, Ann.

Shut up. Let's just see who can do it. You're almost in. Yay! Hey! Have you ever been a shy person? Why do you think people are shy? They're afraid. Because they're dumb. Because they've never seen some people before. and they're just really frightened because there might be a whole bunch of them. Because they're scared. They're afraid that you might hurt them. They have ability to... They have no courage to stand out in front of people. Because sometimes they think they're uglier. Can you think of any other reasons that people are shy?

Have you ever been shy yourself? Write, Zoom, and tell us about it. Box 350, Boston, Mass. 02134. Doom, doom, doom, doo-wa-zoom-doo. Doo-wa-zoom-doo, doo-wa-zoom-doo. This all started when I was about eight years old. I went in, and I kept pestering my mother, because I couldn't find anything to do. And she says, why don't you go out and build a tree house? So that's what I did. Well, this was it, my first tree house. It didn't have any walls, just a floor. It was a great one until I fell out, and then I vowed I'd never go up in a tree again. But about two years later, I decided I'd try again. I made another one. It had seven rooms, a hallway, a roof, and walls, and it was closer to the ground. I tore down my second tree house so I could build this one.

I got over my fear of heights, so I decided I'd go up. I went up seven stories, and then I went out on an extension. I woke up then one morning, and it had blown down, but I didn't mind because I was ready to build another one anyway. I like this tree house the best. I'd built three before, and I'd learned from those, so I think it's a little better designed, it's stronger, And so far, it hasn't collapsed yet. The first time my friends and I slept out here, we all had to sleep on the floor. It was kind of crowded, so I made these bunks. I just sort of add things as I go along. I want to build some stairs on the first floor and the boards I had were too short So I put a platform under it. This can be used for a table or a chair or whatever. I need it for I

Wanted to make this trio Better than the others This first one that's got the most floor space and you can stand up in every room the hardest part is putting up the first beam after you get the first beams up you put on the floor and you have something to stand on to put up the walls and the roof and then you just start going up I don't plan where everything's going to be.

I just put up boards and it's what I want it to be. I get most of my boards from tearing down buildings or else my father brings them home. I just like building, I like putting up beams and nailing boards on to see what I can come out with. I'm going to keep working on it all summer, but it'll never be finished. I never finish any of them. Why Dogs Don't Talk, by Joanne Kavanagh of Richmond Hill, New York. At one time, there were talking dogs everywhere. This one dog, Charlie, could never stop talking.

Everybody called him Gabby Gus. One afternoon, his friend told him he talked too much. He got insulted and figured to get even with him, so he would talk for the whole day without stopping. The king of dogs, King Salami, heard this and punished him by giving him a screechy voice called a bark. His friends felt sorry for him and complained to the king. So the king gave all the dogs the same punishment of the bark. The mean king soon died, and from then on, all the dogs could do was bark. The Bridge by Laura McBrayer of Houston, Texas. Oh, well.

Here goes. One, two, three. Hey, man. And what do you think you're doing here? I'm a reporter, and I don't have any more stories to report. I'm going to jump off this bridge. Would you like to join me? Sure, any time. Okay, have a seat. Okay. Okay. One, two, three. Hey, wait. What do you think you're doing? I'm a reporter, and I don't have any more stories to report. And I'm a panhandler, and there's no pans left to handle. We're going to jump off this bridge. Would you like to join us? Sure. I need to have a seat. Ready?

One, two, three. Wait just a minute. What do you think you're doing here? I'm a reporter, and I don't have any more stories to report. And I'm a pan handler, and there's no pans left to handle. And I'm a prize fighter, and there are not any more prizes left to fight. We're gonna jump off this bridge. Would you like to join us? Why not? OK. Have a seat. Ready? One, two, three. Hi, guys. What you doing? I'm a reporter, and I don't have any more stories to report. And I'm a pan handler, and there's no pans left to handle. And I'm a prize fighter, and I don't have any more prizes left to fight. I'm a private eye, and there are no more privates left to eye. We're going to jump off this bridge. Would you like to join us?

Well, okay. Have a seat. Everybody ready? Yep. One, two, three. Stop, stop. Why are you jumping off this bridge? I'm a reporter, and I don't have any more stories to report. And I'm a panhandler, and there's no pans left to handle. And I'm a prize fighter, and there are no more prizes left to fight. I'm a private eye, and there are no more privates left to eye. And I'm a clown, and I can't make anybody laugh. Well, I'm just a little girl, and I don't have any more money to buy another lollipop. So can I join you anyway? Sure! Is everybody ready? Yep. Okay, let's go. Well, one, two, three, four, five! Wow, what a story!

If you have a story or play you'd like to see on TV, write Zoom, Box 350, Boston, Mass. 02134. Let's go. We get up really early in the morning around five or six o'clock to go ballooning because that's when the wind is the lightest. My father started ballooning around three years ago.

Pull out these cables now. All right, pull it out now and when we get to this first equatorial line or pull against It's really great to see it get bigger and bigger. Hey, I need the tank. Okay. You take one end of it. I'll stand up. It's heavy. I know that. You wouldn't want to fly in every tank, would you, girl? After all the equipment is out on the field, we put the gas tanks into the balloon basket. I have to attach the tanks really well, because it's really important that they work. The balloon is now being filled with cold air from the fan. We then use the gas tanks and the burner to heat up the air in the balloon. When the air inside of the balloon gets hot, the balloon

The sun rises. Sounds really loud. It sounds like a plane is landing in your next door neighbor's yard. When you first go up in the balloon, you feel really scared because you feel like either the basket's going to fall or you're going to land in some trees or you're going to fall out of the balloon basket. When you first leave the ground in a balloon, it's a really creepy feeling to see everybody get smaller and smaller, but then after a while, it's really fun to see all your friends' houses and your own house. And everything else.

The sensation that you feel when you're up in the balloon is you feel like a king looking over his kingdom or you feel like a bird flying in the air and you're all free and you can go wherever you want to. Watch out, brace your legs, brace your legs, let's go, here we go.

Mary Kate Healy of Stoughton, Mass, sent us a game. see if you can figure out the rules as we play cross sticks. No, we've got to braid our hair right now. One, two, three. Uncrossed. Uncrossed. I know. I noticed his ears started crossing. But here he is, Roger. All you have to do is just cross your eyes. Uncrossed. You are right. Was he? What did he say, uncrossed?

Yeah. One, two, three, cross, and that's right, and I'll give you him again. One, two, three. Do it again. One, two, three. Uncross it. Ta-da! Nancy knows it, Nancy knows it. I think Jay should know by now. Jay knows it. Ange. Oh yeah. I don't know it at all. Go. Is this good? I love it. One, two, three. Crossed. One, two, three. That's crossed and gimme M again. Happy cat. Find an original person here? One, two, three, noing. Uncrossed. Now give me a mark again.

Go, come on. One, two, three. Uncrossed. Crossed. Oh, you're done. I think I got it. Don't go. Wait, don't go yet. That's Chinese. You can't know it, so how am I supposed to... It has nothing to do with your eyeballs. One, two, three. One, two, three. Crossed. Wrong! Right, my second in a row wrong. I am wrong now? He's got his losing streak on. One, two, three. That's uncrossed. Now give me them again. I love it! One, two, three. Yay! Don't tell Andy. Go, go. Nancy goes. I already know it. I know, I do too. That's the best day of a girl. Is it good, Jen? It sounds fun. Hello, darling. Go, come on. Uncrossed. Crossed. Crossed. I know it. I know it. One, two, three. Uncrossed.

I'm going to give Ann a little bit. I know it. No, you're not. She already knows it. I know it. I know it. One, two, three. Crossed it! Woo! If you have a game that you don't have to buy, send it to Zoom. And maybe we'll play it. More after this message. And now, back to Zoom. Oh Abby-dub, Abby-dubby.

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is a dead language. We sincerely hope that you will soon correct this serious error. Yours truly, Vincent Norella, Chairman of the Zum Dine Incorporated. Up, up, up, up, up, up, up.

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