One, two, three. It's happy pants. Do.

One, two, three. It's happy pants. Do.

Good day. And welcome to Happy Pants. A show specially for kids and especially for you. My name is Geraldine and.

Good day. And welcome to Happy Pants. A show specially for kids and especially for you. My name is Geraldine and.

My name is Rebecca. And together, we're your happy pants team for today.

My name is Rebecca. And together, we're your happy pants team for today.

Today, my happy pants are a creamy, pale yellow that feel soft and silky on my skin. They also have shiny purple polka dots sprinkled up and down the legs. If I flick one with my finger. Did you hear that?

Today, my happy pants are a creamy, pale yellow that feel soft and silky on my skin. They also have shiny purple polka dots sprinkled up and down the legs. If I flick one with my finger. Did you hear that?

It sounds like metal.

It sounds like metal.

Well, I think so too. They keep floating around, protecting my pants from my fingers poking holes. Mum hates it when I scratch holes in my pants.

Well, I think so too. They keep floating around, protecting my pants from my fingers poking holes. Mum hates it when I scratch holes in my pants.

That reminds me of something. Knights use them to protect from getting poked with swords.

That reminds me of something. Knights use them to protect from getting poked with swords.

What protects from a wielding sword?

What protects from a wielding sword?

Hmm. Well, it sounds familiar. Is that. I thought that was a job in the garden. Geraldine.

Hmm. Well, it sounds familiar. Is that. I thought that was a job in the garden. Geraldine.

Huh? Oh, you mean weeding? Big word alert. Wielding is another word for holding and using. You could wield a weed whacker, though.

Huh? Oh, you mean weeding? Big word alert. Wielding is another word for holding and using. You could wield a weed whacker, though.

Oh, no. Thank you. I'd rather figure out what those dots are on your pants that clink under your fingernails. Hmm. Shields.

Oh, no. Thank you. I'd rather figure out what those dots are on your pants that clink under your fingernails. Hmm. Shields.

Of course. You did a great job figuring that out. I wonder if it's a clue. Hmm. Hmm. What color are your pants, Rebecca?

Of course. You did a great job figuring that out. I wonder if it's a clue. Hmm. Hmm. What color are your pants, Rebecca?

Well, my happy pants are a dark green like a calming forest, but they feel very tough and scaly, like a snake or lizard.

Well, my happy pants are a dark green like a calming forest, but they feel very tough and scaly, like a snake or lizard.

Happy pants have lots of pockets with loads of fun and curious things to find. Have you found anything in your pockets?

Happy pants have lots of pockets with loads of fun and curious things to find. Have you found anything in your pockets?

Let's have a poke around. Oh, it feels soft and very squishy. Like something you'd want to squeeze and cuddle. Mm. Oh, my. It's Mr. Chortles, my favourite teddy bear. What's he doing in there? He's my safe place. I feel like nothing can stop me when I have my teddy bear. He's very special.

Let's have a poke around. Oh, it feels soft and very squishy. Like something you'd want to squeeze and cuddle. Mm. Oh, my. It's Mr. Chortles, my favourite teddy bear. What's he doing in there? He's my safe place. I feel like nothing can stop me when I have my teddy bear. He's very special.

Well, that is curious. I wonder what he's doing in your pocket.

Well, that is curious. I wonder what he's doing in your pocket.

Hmm. I don't know, but I'm glad he is. I have a disco to go to this afternoon, and I'm scared I won't know any of the dance moves, and I don't want to look silly when Mr. Chortles is with me. We laugh in the face of fear, and I feel brave enough to try new things. He's pretty magical like that. Have you at home got a teddy or a toy like that?

Hmm. I don't know, but I'm glad he is. I have a disco to go to this afternoon, and I'm scared I won't know any of the dance moves, and I don't want to look silly when Mr. Chortles is with me. We laugh in the face of fear, and I feel brave enough to try new things. He's pretty magical like that. Have you at home got a teddy or a toy like that?

Fox with his bright fur coat. Dashing round with a joyful note. Sly and swift through the trees. Clever fox does what he please. Birds up high in the skies. They soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze they go. Butterfly with wings so bright. Flutters here and then takes flight. Softly lands on petals neat with a dance so light and sweet. Birds are high in the sky as they soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze they go. Perfect. Fly with wings so bright. Flutters here and then takes flight. Softly lands on petals. Neat with a dance so light and sweet. Birds up high in the sky as they soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze. They go. Listen. Close to the forest. Hum. Every creature with a drum. Melodies in every nook. Nature's song an open book. Fox and Birds and butterflies in the woods. They tell no lies. Every leaf and every sound. Magic moments all around.

Fox with his bright fur coat. Dashing round with a joyful note. Sly and swift through the trees. Clever fox does what he please. Birds up high in the skies. They soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze they go. Butterfly with wings so bright. Flutters here and then takes flight. Softly lands on petals neat with a dance so light and sweet. Birds are high in the sky as they soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze they go. Perfect. Fly with wings so bright. Flutters here and then takes flight. Softly lands on petals. Neat with a dance so light and sweet. Birds up high in the sky as they soar. Singing songs we can't ignore. Feathers bright. The colors show. Dancing on the breeze. They go. Listen. Close to the forest. Hum. Every creature with a drum. Melodies in every nook. Nature's song an open book. Fox and Birds and butterflies in the woods. They tell no lies. Every leaf and every sound. Magic moments all around.

Hey, what have you found in your pockets?

Hey, what have you found in your pockets?

Mm. It feels cold and soft. Almost like a pouch of thick Slime.

Mm. It feels cold and soft. Almost like a pouch of thick Slime.

Oh that's nice slime. That's a custard pouch. Yum, I love custard. What flavor did you get?

Oh that's nice slime. That's a custard pouch. Yum, I love custard. What flavor did you get?

Oh. My goodness, that was a pouch of mustard. Not at all. What? I was expecting such a strong flavor.

Oh. My goodness, that was a pouch of mustard. Not at all. What? I was expecting such a strong flavor.

Um, mustard in custard clothing. I wonder what other things appear soft on the outside, but from your reaction, are surprisingly strong on the inside.

Um, mustard in custard clothing. I wonder what other things appear soft on the outside, but from your reaction, are surprisingly strong on the inside.

Hmm hmm. I wonder. Maybe someone who is scared to go to a dance but is considering going anyway. That takes a lot of strength. Admitting you're scared may seem soft, but it's a very brave thing to do. I think if you put your mind to it, you can go the distance. Hercules did. He sang a song about it and then eat cake.

Hmm hmm. I wonder. Maybe someone who is scared to go to a dance but is considering going anyway. That takes a lot of strength. Admitting you're scared may seem soft, but it's a very brave thing to do. I think if you put your mind to it, you can go the distance. Hercules did. He sang a song about it and then eat cake.

I don't think going to a disco is the same as Hercules fighting monsters. He's a hero. Although there will be cake and maybe even nuggets, and all my friends will be there too.

I don't think going to a disco is the same as Hercules fighting monsters. He's a hero. Although there will be cake and maybe even nuggets, and all my friends will be there too.

That sounds like a really fun dance. You going to? Good food, good friends and good times make for the best memories.

That sounds like a really fun dance. You going to? Good food, good friends and good times make for the best memories.

Oh, don't remind me about the dance part. Oh, what if I look silly or fall over? What if I'm too shy and just stand there? Oh, too much to worry about. I'd much rather figure out what Happy Pants wants us to learn today. So far, we have my favorite teddy bear, Mr. Chortles, and a custard pouch full of mustard. Have you got anything else in your pockets?

Oh, don't remind me about the dance part. Oh, what if I look silly or fall over? What if I'm too shy and just stand there? Oh, too much to worry about. I'd much rather figure out what Happy Pants wants us to learn today. So far, we have my favorite teddy bear, Mr. Chortles, and a custard pouch full of mustard. Have you got anything else in your pockets?

Well, I think so. I can feel something jiggling around in there. Oh, wow. It's a locket. Oh, look at that. A pocket locket.

Well, I think so. I can feel something jiggling around in there. Oh, wow. It's a locket. Oh, look at that. A pocket locket.

Ha, ha! It looks like a tiny barrel. I wonder what's inside.

Ha, ha! It looks like a tiny barrel. I wonder what's inside.

Oh, let's find out. Whoa whoa whoa. Wrong hat.

Oh, let's find out. Whoa whoa whoa. Wrong hat.

It's a tiny barrel full of bears.

It's a tiny barrel full of bears.

Oh, my. What in aussieland would one need? A barrel full of bears around their neck for?

Oh, my. What in aussieland would one need? A barrel full of bears around their neck for?

I thought barrels were for honey, not bears.

I thought barrels were for honey, not bears.

A beastly the cap on that one. I couldn't bear it if any escaped. Not even a laugh from Mr. Chortle, though. Tough crowd.

A beastly the cap on that one. I couldn't bear it if any escaped. Not even a laugh from Mr. Chortle, though. Tough crowd.

No, it was funny. I think I'm just nervous. I wish I was brave enough to tell bad jokes. I worry too much about what people will think.

No, it was funny. I think I'm just nervous. I wish I was brave enough to tell bad jokes. I worry too much about what people will think.

It's an odd thing to wish for, but I think I see your point. Not everyone is going to laugh at my puns and that's okay. They make me giggle and feel lighter, and when I do find people who giggle at them, we all giggle together. But I never would have found those people if I never showed folks who I am.

It's an odd thing to wish for, but I think I see your point. Not everyone is going to laugh at my puns and that's okay. They make me giggle and feel lighter, and when I do find people who giggle at them, we all giggle together. But I never would have found those people if I never showed folks who I am.

Sometimes I think I'd just like to stay safe at home with Mr. Chortles.

Sometimes I think I'd just like to stay safe at home with Mr. Chortles.

And that reminds me of a poem about a dragon who was thought to be a bit of a scaredy cat. Shall we listen and see what happens?

And that reminds me of a poem about a dragon who was thought to be a bit of a scaredy cat. Shall we listen and see what happens?

Yay! It's story time!

Yay! It's story time!

The Tale of Custard the dragon by Ogden Nash. Belinda lived in a little white house. With a little black kitten. And a little gray mouse. And a little yellow dog. And a little red wagon and Aurelio Trulio little pet dragon. Now the name of the little black kitten was Inc. and the little gray mouse. She called him blink, and the little Yellow Dog was a sharp as mustard. But the dragon was a coward and she called him custard. Custard. The dragon had big, sharp teeth and spikes on the top of him and scales underneath mouth like a fireplace chimney for a nose. And really, oh, truly. Oh, daggers on his toes. Belinda was as brave as a barrel full of bears and ink, and blink chased lions down the stairs. Mustard was as brave as a tiger in a rage, but custard cried for a nice, safe cage. Belinda tickled him. She tickled him unmerciful, Inc. Blinken mustered. They rudely called him Percival. They all sat laughing in the little red wagon at the Rogelio Trujillo cowardly dragon. Belinda giggled till she shook the house and blink said week, which is giggling for a mouse Inc. and mustered rudely asked his age when custard cried for a nice safe cage. Suddenly, suddenly they heard a nasty sound and mustard growled and they all looked round. Meow! Cried, Inc. and oh! Cried Belinda, for there was a pirate climbing in the window, pistol in his left hand, pistol in his right. And he held in his teeth a cutlass bright. His beard was black. One leg was wood. It was clear that the pirate meant no good. Belinda paled and she cried, help, help! But mustard fled with a terrified yelp. Ink trickled down to the bottom of the household, and little mouse blink, strategically mousehold, but up jumped. Custard, snorting like an engine clashed his tail like irons in a dungeon with a clatter and a clank and a jangling squirm. He went at the pirate like a robin at a worm. The pirate gaped at Belinda's dragon and gulped some grog from his pocket flagon. He fired two bullets, but they didn't hit. And custard gobbled him every bit. Belinda embraced him. Mustard licked him. No one mourned for his pirate Victim, Inc. and blink in Glee did gyrate around the dragon that ate the pirate. But presently up spoke little dog mustard. I'd been twice as brave if I hadn't been flustered. And up spoke ink and up spoke blink. We'd have been three times as brave, we think. And custard said, I quite agree that everybody is braver than me. Belinda still lives in her little white house with her little black kitten and her little gray mouse, and her little yellow dog and her little red wagon and her really, oh, truly, oh, little pet dragon. Belinda is as brave as a barrel full of bears, ink and blink chase lions down the stairs. Mustard is brave as a tiger in a rage, but custard keeps crying for a nice, safe cage.

The Tale of Custard the dragon by Ogden Nash. Belinda lived in a little white house. With a little black kitten. And a little gray mouse. And a little yellow dog. And a little red wagon and Aurelio Trulio little pet dragon. Now the name of the little black kitten was Inc. and the little gray mouse. She called him blink, and the little Yellow Dog was a sharp as mustard. But the dragon was a coward and she called him custard. Custard. The dragon had big, sharp teeth and spikes on the top of him and scales underneath mouth like a fireplace chimney for a nose. And really, oh, truly. Oh, daggers on his toes. Belinda was as brave as a barrel full of bears and ink, and blink chased lions down the stairs. Mustard was as brave as a tiger in a rage, but custard cried for a nice, safe cage. Belinda tickled him. She tickled him unmerciful, Inc. Blinken mustered. They rudely called him Percival. They all sat laughing in the little red wagon at the Rogelio Trujillo cowardly dragon. Belinda giggled till she shook the house and blink said week, which is giggling for a mouse Inc. and mustered rudely asked his age when custard cried for a nice safe cage. Suddenly, suddenly they heard a nasty sound and mustard growled and they all looked round. Meow! Cried, Inc. and oh! Cried Belinda, for there was a pirate climbing in the window, pistol in his left hand, pistol in his right. And he held in his teeth a cutlass bright. His beard was black. One leg was wood. It was clear that the pirate meant no good. Belinda paled and she cried, help, help! But mustard fled with a terrified yelp. Ink trickled down to the bottom of the household, and little mouse blink, strategically mousehold, but up jumped. Custard, snorting like an engine clashed his tail like irons in a dungeon with a clatter and a clank and a jangling squirm. He went at the pirate like a robin at a worm. The pirate gaped at Belinda's dragon and gulped some grog from his pocket flagon. He fired two bullets, but they didn't hit. And custard gobbled him every bit. Belinda embraced him. Mustard licked him. No one mourned for his pirate Victim, Inc. and blink in Glee did gyrate around the dragon that ate the pirate. But presently up spoke little dog mustard. I'd been twice as brave if I hadn't been flustered. And up spoke ink and up spoke blink. We'd have been three times as brave, we think. And custard said, I quite agree that everybody is braver than me. Belinda still lives in her little white house with her little black kitten and her little gray mouse, and her little yellow dog and her little red wagon and her really, oh, truly, oh, little pet dragon. Belinda is as brave as a barrel full of bears, ink and blink chase lions down the stairs. Mustard is brave as a tiger in a rage, but custard keeps crying for a nice, safe cage.

That was a reading of Custard the Dragon, one of many whimsical and quirky poems by Ogden Nash. Our lovely reader for today was Geraldine. Wonderful work as always.

That was a reading of Custard the Dragon, one of many whimsical and quirky poems by Ogden Nash. Our lovely reader for today was Geraldine. Wonderful work as always.

If you at home love stories and would like to venture down your own story spiral, be sure to check out the Phoenix Children's Library for books in large print, braille, and audio. And let your imagination go wild.

If you at home love stories and would like to venture down your own story spiral, be sure to check out the Phoenix Children's Library for books in large print, braille, and audio. And let your imagination go wild.

Great poem. I don't think mustard was flustered. I'm sketchy on ink and blink too, if I'm being honest.

Great poem. I don't think mustard was flustered. I'm sketchy on ink and blink too, if I'm being honest.

It definitely seems custards mustard was too tried and trusted to be flustered by the intruder who busted through the window.

It definitely seems custards mustard was too tried and trusted to be flustered by the intruder who busted through the window.

Oh, that was a mouthful. Well constructed.

Oh, that was a mouthful. Well constructed.

Try saying it ten times fast.

Try saying it ten times fast.

I think my lips would trip over my tongue, trying that.

I think my lips would trip over my tongue, trying that.

It could form a knot. And you'd never tongue twist again. No, that wouldn't happen. Because then you wouldn't be able to help me put all these clues together.

It could form a knot. And you'd never tongue twist again. No, that wouldn't happen. Because then you wouldn't be able to help me put all these clues together.

I think I know what the mustard custard means.

I think I know what the mustard custard means.

Oh, really? Well, I'm as keen as mustard to hear what you have constructed.

Oh, really? Well, I'm as keen as mustard to hear what you have constructed.

Haha. Just because you look soft and want comfort doesn't mean you're not brave when the situation calls for it.

Haha. Just because you look soft and want comfort doesn't mean you're not brave when the situation calls for it.

Like when you're protecting something. Shields.

Like when you're protecting something. Shields.

Oh. Bless you.

Oh. Bless you.

Oh, no. No. The shields on my pants. They were a clue.

Oh, no. No. The shields on my pants. They were a clue.

Ah! Effective to not one hole. Your mum will be happy. You know, I think I will go to that disco. My quiet room will be waiting for me after I've slayed the dance floor.

Ah! Effective to not one hole. Your mum will be happy. You know, I think I will go to that disco. My quiet room will be waiting for me after I've slayed the dance floor.

Better not kill the groove. Rebecca, would you like to wear the locket or would there be an uproar?

Better not kill the groove. Rebecca, would you like to wear the locket or would there be an uproar?

I need more of a get down.

I need more of a get down.

Roar down to boogie down.

Roar down to boogie down.

You knows it. Boop!

You knows it. Boop!

Did you just boop my nose?

Did you just boop my nose?

I think your pun is back. It's good to see you bounce into action. And find the bravery you needed to dance your worries away. One might even say you're as brave as a barrel full of bears.

I think your pun is back. It's good to see you bounce into action. And find the bravery you needed to dance your worries away. One might even say you're as brave as a barrel full of bears.

Oh, that locket would go great with my outfit.

Oh, that locket would go great with my outfit.

Rogelio. Trulio. Rebecca. I think it was meant for you the whole time. If your thoughts start to tell you, you look silly. You hold that locket and remind those thoughts that you're allowed to have fun. That you are bravery at the disco SCO and negative thoughts can climb back out the window or be eaten by your inner pet dragon. Fierce as custard.

Rogelio. Trulio. Rebecca. I think it was meant for you the whole time. If your thoughts start to tell you, you look silly. You hold that locket and remind those thoughts that you're allowed to have fun. That you are bravery at the disco SCO and negative thoughts can climb back out the window or be eaten by your inner pet dragon. Fierce as custard.

Do you think maybe the roar is actually custard? The dragon in that barrel locket?

Do you think maybe the roar is actually custard? The dragon in that barrel locket?

Could be. It would match the scales on your happy pants. You know, I was a bit of a groover back in my old town. I could teach you a few moves, if you like.

Could be. It would match the scales on your happy pants. You know, I was a bit of a groover back in my old town. I could teach you a few moves, if you like.

Oh. Would you? That would definitely help set my mind at ease.

Oh. Would you? That would definitely help set my mind at ease.

We can turn it into a game. First, I want you to imagine you've just mounted a miniature dragon, which is wearing a helmet with a steering wheel on it.

We can turn it into a game. First, I want you to imagine you've just mounted a miniature dragon, which is wearing a helmet with a steering wheel on it.

Uh, do dragons even wear helmets?

Uh, do dragons even wear helmets?

Only if they have steering wheels on them. And only when teaching folks how to dance. Ah, so we've hopped on our dragon. Our knees are a little bent so we can sway side to side easily. Then, with our arm out stretched in front of us, we're going to grip that steering wheel and pretend we're driving. You can do full circles and go back and forth. You drive your own groove.

Only if they have steering wheels on them. And only when teaching folks how to dance. Ah, so we've hopped on our dragon. Our knees are a little bent so we can sway side to side easily. Then, with our arm out stretched in front of us, we're going to grip that steering wheel and pretend we're driving. You can do full circles and go back and forth. You drive your own groove.

Oh, this is fun. I might need a training session before we say goodbye, though.

Oh, this is fun. I might need a training session before we say goodbye, though.

I think so too. Another one to try. We're going to start with our pointer finger on our hips like it's our little dance sword. Then we're going to draw swords by bringing that arm up above your head, pointing the finger above you. Then just bring it back to your hip. Mostly, just have fun and move to the beat of your own drum. Let's give it a try and shake our groove to a happy tune.

I think so too. Another one to try. We're going to start with our pointer finger on our hips like it's our little dance sword. Then we're going to draw swords by bringing that arm up above your head, pointing the finger above you. Then just bring it back to your hip. Mostly, just have fun and move to the beat of your own drum. Let's give it a try and shake our groove to a happy tune.

Woo hoo!

Woo hoo!

That was fun. You know what I've learned today?

That was fun. You know what I've learned today?

What's that? Jitterbug.

What's that? Jitterbug.

Bravery doesn't have a look or a style. It's just the little things we do every day to challenge ourselves. It's an action of which anyone is capable.

Bravery doesn't have a look or a style. It's just the little things we do every day to challenge ourselves. It's an action of which anyone is capable.

What else have we done today? We added wielding to our big word list. We also learned about bravery and not to judge just from the outside.

What else have we done today? We added wielding to our big word list. We also learned about bravery and not to judge just from the outside.

And I enjoyed dancing with Mr. Chortles during the songs and listening to custard conquer his fears. Big word alert. And there's another to add to the Big Words list. Conquer and conquer is one of my favorite words. It's a fun word to say and means to overcome and succeed in some way. What are you going to conquer today, Geraldine?

And I enjoyed dancing with Mr. Chortles during the songs and listening to custard conquer his fears. Big word alert. And there's another to add to the Big Words list. Conquer and conquer is one of my favorite words. It's a fun word to say and means to overcome and succeed in some way. What are you going to conquer today, Geraldine?

Well, I'm not surprised at all that you enjoy dancing. I hope you can remember that feeling at the disco today. I think I will be conquering an old rocking chair and a good book, by which I mean successfully rocking back and forth while my imagination ventures into far off lands. At least until it's my turn to go to one of life's discos.

Well, I'm not surprised at all that you enjoy dancing. I hope you can remember that feeling at the disco today. I think I will be conquering an old rocking chair and a good book, by which I mean successfully rocking back and forth while my imagination ventures into far off lands. At least until it's my turn to go to one of life's discos.

Haha. And I wasn't even paying attention while I was dancing.

Haha. And I wasn't even paying attention while I was dancing.

That's the best way to dance. You look as if you were having such fun. Made me smile.

That's the best way to dance. You look as if you were having such fun. Made me smile.

It made me smile too. I think I'm going to enjoy this disco and if there was anything in today's program that you would like to know more about. You can contact us at radioaficionados. Georg. And until our next tango together, I'm Rebecca.

It made me smile too. I think I'm going to enjoy this disco and if there was anything in today's program that you would like to know more about. You can contact us at radioaficionados. Georg. And until our next tango together, I'm Rebecca.

And I'm Geraldine. Keep wearing those happy pants.

And I'm Geraldine. Keep wearing those happy pants.

And.

And.

We'll catch you next time.

We'll catch you next time.

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Happy pants is produced on the lands of the Whadjuk Noongar people. Vision Australia Radio acknowledges Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples as the first Australians, and the traditional owners of the land across our working area. We pay our respects to elders past, present and future in maintaining their cultures, countries and their spiritual connection to the lands and waters. Vision Australia Radio acknowledges and respects the genuine diversity and richness of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples across Australia. Happy pants has been made possible with the support of the Community Broadcasting Foundation.