MY FAVOURITE SONG ON FREEDOM & NON-VIOLENCE
THE GREAT-INDIAN PITTA VISITS MY MOM's CLASSROOM
SNOWY - A PERSIAN VISITOR FROM ST. PETERSBURG
Snowy's fave food: butter, bitter chocolate, ice-cream, black coffee & blue french-cheese
TEAM FBFC WITH ANOOP CHETAN & SNOWY
AN 'Eid' CARD WITH BIRDS FOR MY FRIEND RESHMA
FAMOUS FIVE FIDDLERS ON THE ROOF
A CLEVER LITTLE SUNBIRD RECYCLING AN OLD NEST
The FBFC ‘silly song’
(To be sung to the tune of This is the army Mr. Jones by Irving Berlin given here below)
We are the FBF group
We love to slurp carrot soup
We spin around with hoola hoops
We are the FBF group
There were 3 birdies on a tree
The first was coppersmith barbet-ee
It has a naughty habit of gulping guava
Never goes near molten lava
The second was the greenest parrot
Its beak was as red as Delhi carrot
We hide and we watch it preen its feathers
Swinging when its hot and cool weather
The third was the red–vented bulbul
With a spotted tummy never so full
Visits every morn and we say wow!
It whistles a call I don’t know how!
Hum utathe hai rang birange pankh*
(*We pick up colourful feathers)
Must not treat it like silly junk
We click and hide and sniff
When bipeds come we are stiff
We are the FBF group
Bulbul, hoopoe, peacock have lovely crests
Cardinal and sparrow have puffed up breasts
We sing, skip and trek on holidays
We spy on camouflaged eggs on the highways
mm, mm, mmmm, ....
