_Goodwill:_ They say grownfolks are worse than children about making wishes, only they keep their wishes locked up!
_Happyheart:_ Wouldn't it be lovely?
_Joy:_ I know--let's call the Spirit of Childhood!
_Happyheart:_ Splendid! She will surely know a way!
_Spirit:_ How can we call her, Joy-fairy? _Joy:_ Put your fingers over your eyes tight! (All put their fingers over their eyes.) Now, say after me--"Spirit of Childhood, come at our call!"
_Chorus:_
Spirit of Childhood, come at our call,
Spirit of Childhood, come at our call!
(As they repeat this the Spirit of Childhood dances joyously into the room and faces them. As they remove their fingers from their eyes, they bow low.)
_Chorus:_ Childhood!
_Childhood_ (faces audience): I am the Spirit of Childhood! I am the happiest fairy of all! I am known all over this wide, wide world! Everybody loves me! Sometimes I am a dream, too, and I come out of the past when it is very still and creep into old, old hearts!