Krokan Ice Cream

Krokan Ice Cream

A Norwegian Dessert 

(Recipe from Roald Dahl's Revolting Recipes)

Ingredients

• 30g butter
• 60g sweet almonds, roughly chopped
• 5g bitter almonds, finely chopped
• 150g sugar
• A tub of vanilla ice cream

Instructions

1. Smooth a piece of foil over a baking tray and lightly grease it
2. Place the butter, almonds, and sugar in a heavy frying pan
3. Put the frying pan over a moderate heat, stirring all the time
4. When the mixture has turned a golden colour, pour it on to the greased foil
5. Allow to cool completely before peeling off the foil
6. Put the hardened krokan into a freezer bag and lightly crush into small pieces with a rolling pin
7. Take the ice cream out of the fridge 30 minutes before you need it, then combine with the krokan pieces
8. Serve and enjoy!

TIKKA TIKKA TIKKA TAH

Tikka tikka tikka tah 
(clap your hands above your head)
Rah rah rah la la lah 
( 4-arm roll,left and right)
Doo dah dey! 
Doo dah dey! 
(gallop to left and right while doing 4-arm roll)


Muncha, muncha, munch a lunch 
(pretend to eat a hamburger)
Chompa, chompa, crunch, crunch, crunch!
(pretend to burp)
Rah! Rah! Eat it quick! 
(pretend to gobble up food)
Eat it now, eat it quick! 
(pretend to gobble up food and burp)


Yum! Yum! Rub my tum! 
(rub your tummy)
It's because I ate some gum! 
(pretend to chew a piece of gum)
No! No! Not my toe!
(gasp)
It's my gurgling, gurgling tum.. 
( roll your hands around your tummy and roll your head around)


Bye for now, I'm sad to go
 (wave)
But it's not too bad, you know.... 
(two hand questioning arm movement with a sad face)
Don't feel sad, 
(sad face)
Don't feel bad, 
 ( thumb down)
Just be very glad! 
(happy face with thumb up)

Grandma wanted to add the following; vetoed by QZ.  She had too much reverence for her parents.

MUNCHA, MUNCHA, MUNCH  YOUR BRUNCH

LET'S EAT YOUR PARENTS FOR OUR LUNCH

WATCH  OUT! THE HAIR!

CHEW UP THE  BONES!

CRUNCHY ! CRUNCHY! CRUNCHY! CRUNCH!

PUDDLES AFTER THE RAIN

 

I go out to play,
Rain falls from the sky and pitter patters near my eye.
Thunder strikes and I feel scared,
I run, run, inside.

When I get inside, I have a little nap.
After that I wake, and find the sun is up!
Then I play a board game,
While nibbling on a treat.

When I'm bored of that,
I run outside again.
There're lots of puddles on the ground,
Shimmering before my very eyes!

I twirl in the grass and look about,
I leap in puddles all around!
I shout with glee and yell 'hooray'!
I'll jump in puddles from night to day!

Suddenly, from out of nowhere,
My mummy pops out.
'Get inside, you filthy child!' she screeches like a witch.
'You're banned from going outside until you eat a leech!'

an extension of STORM 

RECIPE FOR HEDGEHOGS

February 2012

THE HOMOPHONE BEAR

The bear who has bare feet can't stand the sight of the vine that bears fruit.

By Megan Yap 

January 2012

OUR SHOES ARE WET!

To the tune of "Frere Jacque" ("Are you sleeping Brother John?"}


Our shoes are wet!
Our shoes are wet!
In the rain!
In the rain!
We don't want to wear them!
We don't want to wear them!
'Cause they're wet!
'Cause they're wet!

Our shoes got wet from a sudden downpour while at the Yap family house in Kluang over the Chinese New Year. Megan came out with this ditty when it was time to go home and we had to put our shoes on. 

THE CHRISTMAS FAIRY

I'm the Christmas fa-airy
Standing straight on the Christmas tree
I flap my wings like a bumblebee
And smile with glee
I'm always happy
For I am the Christmas fa-airy!

Lyrics:  Dolly Chye

Dance & Choreography: Megan Abigail

Music:    Whatever comes to mind

January 5th, 2012