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| - Narrator: One of the little planes' favorite places is Smiling Meadow— (Jay Jay and Snuffy over a multicolored smiling face.) —a meadow that seems to smile when the wind blows its flowers just the right way. (Tracy follows.) Smiling Meadow always made Tracy feel good. Narrator: And on one particular day, she decided to go down for a closer look. (Tracy flies up to them.) Tracy: Hey, you guys. I'm going to go pick some flowers. Wanna come? Jay Jay: Uh...no thanks, Tracy. We promised Old Oscar we'd fly with him up to Frosty Pines. We'll see ya later! Tracy: Okay, bye! (They split up.) Jay Jay, Snuffy: Bye! Narrator: Tracy had decided to pick flowers to give to Brenda Blue. Tracy: Hmm...she loves daffodils, but I don't see any around here. (She wanders off.) Narrator: So, she went to find some. (She searches by a foresty terrain.) She looked far and wide. In fact... (Now she comes to an empty grove.) She ended up in a whole new meadow filled with even more flowers. Tracy: Wow, I've never been over here before. It's got even more flowers than Smiling Meadow. (Something catches her eye; she gasps.) Daffodils! (Cut to said flowers; she continues o.s.) Just what I was looking for! Tracy: Huh? (gasps) Oh, what's that? Narrator: Suddenly, Tracy heard something very unusual. Something she'd never heard before. Tracy: It sounds like...some kind of singing. But where is it coming from? (She explores; the singing continues.) Narrator: Tracy looked everywhere for the source of the wonderful singing, but she couldn't find it. Tracy: Hel-looooo? I can't figure out who's singing, but that song is so beautiful. I have to sing along. Tracy: Where does the music come from in such a mysterious way? (She taxies around the grove.) Where does the humming hum from, I hope I can find it today Tracy: Music that sails on air, it must be so close, but where? It's one in a million mysteries, I hear it, so why can't I see? Tracy: Where does the music come from in such a mysterious way? Where does the humming hum from, I hope I can find it today Tracy: Sometimes the answer's in front of your nose But sometimes the searching just goes and goes 'Til all of a sudden the answer shows Tracy: I wish it would be today Tracy: It's gone! Oh, no! I never found out where the singing was coming from! Narrator: Yes. As suddenly as it had begun, the mysterious singing had stopped. So, Tracy decided to head back home, and boy, did she have a tale to tell everyone. Tracy: ...And then I finished singing with the music, and it stopped. (Pull back; Jay Jay, Snuffy and Herky are here.) Snuffy: And you never found out who's singing? Tracy: No. Herky: Or-r-r why they wer-r-re singing? Tracy: No, Herky. Herky: And you didn't see anybody in the meadow with you? Tracy: Uh-uh. Herky: This is a r-r-real myster-r-ry. Whaddya think, Jay Jay? Jay Jay: Well, we call Smiling Meadow "Smiling Meadow", because it smiles. Maybe this new meadow that you found, actually sings. Tracy: So you think maybe we should call it, "Singing Meadow"? Jay Jay: Why not? Snuffy: Tracy, can we go hear Singing Meadow? Tracy: (from o.s.) Sure. (Cut to her.) I can take you right to it. Jay Jay: Then, what are we waiting for? Let's fly!! Narrator: So, they all headed right back to the place they now call "Singing Meadow". Tracy: Well, here we are. Snuffy: So...how do you get the music started? Tracy: Hmm. I don't know. Herky: Are you sure ya hear-r-rd it her-r-re? Tracy: Yes. Jay Jay: Then, maybe we just have to wait. (Wide shot of the huddle.) Narrator: So, they did. Narrator: They waited...and waited...and waited...and then, they waited some more. But after a long, long time, nothing happened. Snuffy: Are you... (yawns slightly) sure you heard singing coming from this meadow, Tracy? Tracy: Yes! Jay Jay: But...maybe it was the wind whistling through the trees. Herky: Yeah, and you only thought it was singing. Tracy: (shaking her head) Guys, I know what I heard! It was singing—real singing! Herky: Well, what do we do now? Jay Jay: Heyhey, I have an idea. Why don't we all split up and see if we can find out where the singing was coming from? Tracy: That's a great idea! The four of us should be able to cover enough of the meadow to find something. Herky: Sounds good to me! Jay Jay: Alright. I'll go north, Snuffy, you head south. Herky, you search off to the east and Tracy, you head west. Let's go! Jay Jay: Uh...Snuffy? South is that way. Snuffy: Oh, right. Right. (turning around) Oh, I'm sorry, Jay Jay. (he exits.) Jay Jay: That's okay. Tracy: I hope we can find something. I don't want everybody to think I imagined all this. Jay Jay: Hmm...now if I were a singing meadow, where would my song come from? Jay Jay: Huh? W-what's that? (He listens and gasps.) This must be what Tracy heard! I FOUND IT! TRACY, HERKY, SNUFFY!!! Snuffy: What is it, Jay Jay? Jay Jay: I found the singing! Listen! (Short pause.) Herky: I hear-r-r it, it's coming from over-r-r ther-r-re! Jay Jay: Look. It's Billy Bee and Bobby Bee! Billy Bee: Hi, everybody! (They flit over Jay Jay.) Bobby Bee: What'cha staring at us for? We're just gathering nectar and humming our favorite tune! Jay Jay: Were you two bees here earlier today? (Close-up of the Bee Brothers.) Billy Bee: Nope. We just got here. Bobby Bee: It's such a bee-utiful day, that we spent the whole morning over in Smiling Meadow. (Cut to a confused Tracy.) Tracy: Then they can't be the ones I heard. Besides, their humming—nice as it is—just doesn't sound the same as the singing I listened too. (to the bees) Sorry to bother you, boys. Have a nice day. Bobby Bee: Thanks, Tracy! Billy Bee: You too! Both: Bye! (They buzz away.) Snuffy: Now what do we do? Tracy: (pauses) We have to keep on looking. Jay Jay: Okay. Let's split up again. Jay Jay: Uh...Snuffy? Snuffy: Yeah? Jay Jay: You're supposed to go that-a-way. Snuffy: Oh, right. (turning around) S-sorry, Jay Jay. (he exits.) Jay Jay: That's okay. Narrator: So once again, everybody continued looking for the source of the mysterious singing. Snuffy: (yawns) Boy, I sure am getting tired of looking. If only I could just hear something. Snuffy: T-that's it! I hear the singing! Jay Jay! Herky! Tracy! (They join him.) Jay Jay: W-what is it, Snuffy? Snuffy: This time, I hear the singing! Listen! Female voice: (in distance) Sometimes the answer's in front of your nose But sometimes the searching just goes and goes 'Til all of a sudden the answer shows Tracy: (under previous) It's coming from over there! Come on! Tracy: Look! Herky: I r-r-really, r-r-really don't believe it! All four: (from o.s.) Brenda Blue?! Brenda: Oh! Hi, guys! (The others approach.) Tracy: What are you doing here, Brenda? Brenda: Just picking some of these beautiful flowers for my workshop. What are you all doing her? Tracy: We wanted to see who was singing. Were you here this morning? Brenda: No. I just got here. (Tracy is confused again.) Tracy: So it wasn't you I heard this morning? (Cut to Brenda, who shakes her head; she continues o.s.) Well, somebody was singing— (Back to her.) —the same song as you! (Back to Brenda.) Where did you learn it? Brenda: (standing up) Ah. You must've heard the mysterious song of this meadow. All others: The mysterious song?! Brenda: Uh-huh. I used to hear it and wonder what it was. For weeks and weeks, it was a mystery to me, but I kept on searching until one day, I finally found where it was coming from. Tracy: Can you please tell us, Brenda? Pleeease? Brenda: No. (She picks up her basket; shocked silence from the others.) All others: No?! Brenda: No. How about if I show you, instead? (Cheers of agreement from the others.) Okay, then. Follow me. Brenda: Shh. Listen. Tracy: That's it! That's the singing I heard! Jay Jay: A-and it's coming from over there! Snuffy: Look! Brenda: Here we are! This is where the singing is coming from. (Tracy, Jay Jay and Herky join.) All others: Hummingbirds! (Close-up of the wall.) Tracy: (from o.s.) The sound I heard was hummingbirds! Narrator: Yes. The music Tracy heard was caused by swarms of hummingbirds gathering nectar from the many pretty flowers right in this very spot. (One hummingbird flits close to the camera.) The beautiful humming sound— (Cut to Tracy; the hummingbird flits over her.) —was being made by their wings flapping quickly in the wind. Brenda: You see, Tracy, the song I was singing is one I wrote. It's called "The Hummingbird Song". Would you like to sing it with me? Tracy: Would I! All five: Where does the music come from In such a mysterious way? (Close-up of Jay Jay, head raised heavenward to the source of music.) Where does the humming hum from I'm glad I found it today All five: Somebody else may help you go Sometimes it may seem awfully slow (Another close-up brings us to Brenda, before cutting to a wide shot of the quintet.) But finding will come at last to those All five: Who listen most carefully Tracy: Oh! You were right, Jay Jay. There always is an answer to a mystery. You just have to keep trying to find it. Jay Jay: That's right! Narrator: So, from now on, the planes would call this place "Singing Meadow", after the pleasant sounds of the hummingbirds that they always hear there. (Close-up of Tracy.) And once again, Tracy and the other little planes had learned that nature is indeed full of surprises.
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