Listen for the sounds.
Listen listen listen, Listen all around.
Listen for the sounds Listen listen listen Listen listen, listen Hello.
Hello!
Hello!
Hello?
Listen everyone.
Listen and play.
Where are we today?
We're outside.
In the town.
Today we're out and about in town because we've come to visit a shop where they mend shoes.
Do you know what this sound is?
Listen.
It's some footsteps.
Clop, clop.
It's the sound of someone walking on the pavement.
Listen and play again.
Here's a very different sound.
It's something you might hear when someone's cleaning their shoes.
What is it?
Listen.
It's a brush.
Brush, brush, brush.
Someone's polishing their shoes to make them shiny.
Listen again.
Here's another shoe-making sound.
What is it?
It's someone hammering nails.
Tappity tap, tappity tap.
It's the sound of a pair of shoes being mended.
Did you know that someone who makes or fixes shoes is sometimes called a cobbler?
Today's song is about a shoemaker.
It's called Cobbler, Cobbler, Mend My Shoe.
Join in and sing along with me.
Cobbler cobbler, mend my shoe, Get it done by half past two.
Stitch it up and stitch it down.
Then I'll walk around the town.
Cobbler cobbler, mend my boot, Mend it well to fit my foot, Stitch it up and stitch it down.
Then I'll walk around the town.
Cobbler cobbler, buckle my shoe.
Get it done by half past two.
Stitch it up and stitch it down, then I'll walk around the town.
Cobbler, cobbler, lace my shoe, get it done by half past two.
Stitch it up and stitch it down, then I'll walk around the town.
Listen, listen, listen, it's rhyme time.
I wonder if you know these rhymes about shoes.
One, two, buckle my shoe.
Three, four, knock the door.
Five, six, pick up sticks.
Seven, eight, lay them straight.
Nine, ten, a big fat hen.
I can tie my shoelace.
I can comb my hair.
I can wash my hands and face and dry myself with care.
Listen, listen, listen.
It's story time.
Today's story is all about a man who makes shoes and some magical elves who help him.
Shh!
Listen, listen.
The story's called The Elves and the Shoemaker.
Once upon a fairy tale time there was an old shoemaker.
The shoemaker was kind and spent all his time making shoes for his friends.
But his friends were poor and couldn't pay very much money.
So this meant he was poor too.
All day he worked hard snipping away with his shoemaker's scissors.
Snip, snip, snippety snip!
And tapping away with his shoemaker's hammer.
Tap, tap, tappety tap.
Then one evening he was just about to cut some leather for a new pair of boots when all of a sudden he felt completely exhausted.
I need to rest my weary head, he said.
And he climbed the stairs to his cosy bed.
That night, while he slept, from inside the shop came the sound of his scissors.
Snip, snip, snippety snip.
And the sound of his hammer.
Tap, tap, tappety tap.
The next morning the shoemaker got such a surprise, he couldn't believe his eyes.
There on his workbench was a wonderful pair of shiny new boots.
Just as the shoemaker was admiring them, a man in rich clothes came into the shop.
Excuse me, he said.
I saw those boots through the window.
Are they as fine as I think they are?
The man looked at them closely.
These fine boots are just the thing.
I'm going to buy them for the king, he said.
And he gave the shoemaker a small bag of gold.
It was much more money than the shoemaker usually got for his shoes.
Then the man said, And I'd like two more pairs tomorrow morning.
Good day. so that day the shoemaker prepared the leather for two more pairs of boots.
Unfortunately, by the time evening came, he was totally exhausted again.
I need to rest my weary head, he said, and he climbed the stairs to his cosy bed.
Later that night from inside the shop came the sound of his scissors.
Snip, snip, snippety snip.
And the sound of his hammer.
Tap, tap, tappety tap.
And the next morning the shoemaker got another surprise.
Once again he couldn't believe his eyes.
There on his workbench were two wonderful pairs of shiny new boots.
Just then, the man in rich clothes came into the shop again.
Excellent, the man said.
Your boots were the best the king ever saw and I know he'll love these even more.
And he gave the shoemaker two big bags of gold.
That night, the shoemaker decided to watch and see who was making the shoes for him.
So he left some leather on his workbench and hid in the corner of his shop.
Just as the clock struck one, he heard the scampering of tiny feet and two little elves appeared.
They were wearing nothing but green underwear.
One of them snipped with the scissors.
Snip, snip, snippety snip.
While the other tapped with the hammer.
Tap, tap, tappety tap.
And the shoemaker watched the elves make the most wonderful pair of shoes.
Then, quicker than a flash, they were gone.
The next day the shoemaker worked hard snipping with his scissors.
Snip, snip, snippety snip.
But he wasn't making shoes.
He was making clothes for the poor little elves.
That night he laid out the clothes on his bench and hid in the corner of his shop and waited.
As the clock struck one, the two elves returned.
They found the clothes and put them on.
They fitted perfectly.
Then they danced and pranced around the shoemaker's shop with delight.
Clothes for me and clothes for you.
Let's go and play the whole night through.
They sang and skipped off into the night.
Sadly, they never came back.
But it didn't matter, because the old shoemaker had now become the royal shoemaker and he was paid very well by the king for his work.
And happily, he still made shoes for his poor friends.
Only now...
He didn't charge them a penny.
One nail, one hammer, keep moving.
We'll all be merry and bright.
One needle, one thread, keep moving.
We'll all be merry and bright.
One buckle, one shoe, keep moving.
One buckle, one shoe, keep moving.
One buckle, one shoe, keep moving.
We'll all be merry and bright.
One toe, one heel, keep moving.
One toe, one heel, keep moving.
One toe, one heel, keep moving.
We'll all be merry and bright.
I hope you've enjoyed listening and playing with me.
I wonder how many different kinds of shoes you can see around you.
Why not count them before next time?
Bye!
Listen all around, listen for the sounds Listen, listen, listen Listen, listen, listen
