Airplanes


(sing to: I’M A LITTLE TEAPOT)

I’m a little airplane,               (actions)

Now, watch me fly.

Here are my instruments,

From down low to up high.

First, I get revved up,

Then I can fly.

Lifting off the runway,

Up to the sky.

 

It takes you up, up, up into the sky,

Flying so high, into the sky.

It takes you round, round, round,

All over town.

And you want to sing, sing, sing,

Just like a bird, on its wing.

What is it?                (an airplane)

 

The airplane has great big wings,

Its propellers spin round and sings,

Vvvvvrrrruuuummmmmm.

The airplane goes up,

The airplane dips down,

The airplane flies round all the town.

                --HUMMINGBIRDED.COM

 

Five little airplanes in a row,

Some go fast,

Some go slow.

They fly up high and then zoom down.

And slowly, slowly,

Touch the ground.

 

Songs:

Airplane Song

I'm an Airplane

I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane

Off We Go Into the Wild Blue Yonder

 

Extras: paper airplanes; roto-copters; Winton distributes foam gliders

 

Books:

Airplane Ride, Douglas Florian, c.1984

Airport, Byron Barton, c.1982

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