♪ Every day, when you're walking down the street ♪ ♪ Everybody that you meet has an original point of view ♪ (laughing) ♪ And I say, hey ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ If we could learn to work and play ♪ ♪ And get along with each other ♪ ♪ You got to listen to your heart, listen to the beat ♪ ♪ Listen to the rhythm, the rhythm of the street ♪ ♪ Open up your eyes, open up your ears ♪ ♪ Get together and make things better by working together ♪ ♪ It's a simple message, and it comes from the heart ♪ ♪ Believe in yourself ♪ ♪ Believe in yourself ♪ ♪ For that's the place to start ♪ ♪ Place to start ♪ ♪ And I say, hey ♪ Hey!

Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ If we can learn to work and play ♪ ♪ And get along with each other ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ Hey!

ARTHUR (on TV): Hey, D.W.!

Hey!

Whoa!

(loud thud) (letters shattering) Charge!

(Arthur laughing, Pal barking) (slurps loudly) There are some moments I wish I could repeat again and again.

This is one of them.

Another one is when I pulled that sword from the stone at the Medieval Faire and became the new king.

(kids gasp) For Buster, it might be that Father's Day when his dad bought him a balloon ride.

I bet I know the moment Mr. Ratburn would like to repeat again.

What better way to start off our first day together than with a pop quiz!

(everyone groans) (sighs) I will cherish this moment forever.

For D.W., it's probably when she saved that snowball and... No, it isn't!

It's the time I got the Tibbles back for teasing me.

Nothing tastes as sweet as revenge.

Charge!

(croaks) Okay!

Now the bunny, he's going to come and take a little nibble off your head.

I don't want the bunny to nibble off my head.

And if you're a clown, what are you doing in a barbershop?

D.W., that's not polite.

I'm sorry, Mr. Pelato.

She's usually not this bad.

Please!

Last week I had the Tibbles.

Lucky for me they don't have a lot of hair.

Just close the eyes, don't move, and you can have a sugarless lollipop when we finish.

This is so unfair!

Why does my hair have to be cut, anyway?

It never hurt anyone.

NADINE: Don't worry, it'll grow back.

I just got mine cut an hour ago.

Nadine?

Ooh, I like it!

(gasps) Um...

I think I better go.

Ciao!

What a mess!

What?

Is it over?

Do I get my lollipop now?

Here-- take the whole bucket.

(yelling) EMILY: Oh, come on.

You can show me.

I promise I won't laugh.

(sighs) (snickering) You promised you wouldn't laugh.

That was a cough.

I swear.

(forcing a cough) You're a terrible liar.

We have to work on that if the Tibbles are going to believe I have hairotosis.

What's that?

The disease I made up, to explain why I have to wear this hat all the... (sighs) Busted.

Hey, nice haircut.

Really?

You think so?

Wow!

Thanks.

You must be D.W.'s brother.

Can we call you David?

TOMMY: Actually, he looks more like a Dennis.

TIMMY: You're right.

Welcome to preschool, Dennis.

(groans) I should have known better.

Well, my hair might be short, but you two look like... Oh... (groans) Okay.

Well, see you around, Dennis.

What about hairless mole rats?

That could have been a good comeback.

You're a little late.

D.W.: It was awful!

I had nothing.

I just stood there with my mouth hanging open.

This is all your fault.

My fault?

How is this my fault?

You never taught me any good comebacks.

What do you say when you get teased for being boring?

I'm not boring.

Arthur, this isn't about you.

I'm the one with helmet head.

Now are you going to help me or not?

Okay, okay.

Well, when someone says something mean to me, here's what I say back.

I know you are, but what am I?

Ha!

You're Dennis Read, D.W.'s twin brother.

Do you feel all right, Dennis?

I feel fi... Hey!

I'm not Dennis!

Okay, it was a good try, but they were on to you.

Use the other one Arthur gave you.

All right.

Come on.

Say something.

You're so smart and funny.

I'm rubber, you're glue.

Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you.

Ha!

Okay.

Thanks for the compliment, Dennis.

Wait.

That wasn't... (groans) (both snickering) Why don't you just ignore the Tibbles?

Ignore them?

That's it?

You guys are supposed to have great comebacks.

You're bullies.

We're not bullies.

We're kids who have a hard time expressing our emotions in a constructive manner.

I know what you should call them.

Bibliophiles.

A bibliophile is someone who loves books.

Why would she call them that?

I don't know.

I just like the way it sounds.

Bibliophile!

Oh, yeah?

Well, you're a... an... an autodidact!

Oh, forget it.

The Tough Customers are even worse at comebacks than you.

Philanthropist!

Humanitarian!

MRS. MacGRADY: Indian food was one of the things I really missed when I was sick.

Now I get a new recipe every day from my sister who's traveling there.

It smells divine, Leah!

Doesn't it, D.W.?

I'm not hungry.

I wish Killer could talk.

I bet she knows some good comebacks.

(growling, toy squeaking) How about this one?

"You're as friendly as a cactus and have the brains of a fly.

"And when you smile, you look so vile you could make an onion cry."

Why, Leah MacGrady!

It's perfect!

You're a genius!

Say it again.

I have to memorize it so I can use it against the Tibbles.

Whoa, there!

I didn't know I was stepping into the middle of a feud.

Why don't you just try ignoring them, D.W.?

Everyone says that.

Why should I?

They started it.

I'm just defending myself.

You do have a point.

But before you decide what to do, I'd like you to listen to a story.

It comes from the Panchatantra, a collection of Indian tales that's literally thousands of years old.

"Once there was a tortoise "who lived in a lake with two geese friends.

"There were plenty of fish to eat and room to swim about "and they were all as happy as could be.

Then the lake dried up."

"This was bad for the geese.

"They would have to find a new lake.

"But for the tortoise, it was much worse.

"He moved so slowly, it would take him months, maybe years "to find another home.

He might not make it."

(crying) "The geese decided to help their friend out.

"If the tortoise held a stick in his mouth, "the geese could grab the ends and fly him to a new lake.

"There was only one catch.

"The tortoise wouldn't be able to talk during the flight.

And he was a very chatty tortoise."

You think this'll hurt my beak?

When will we stop for a bathroom break?

Will the new lake have frogs?

They keep me up at night.

Don't fly too fast.

If it's worth getting there, it's worth getting there in one piece.

Who's got the map?

Will we bring fish?

If I don't eat, I get cranky.

What kind of wood is this?

Oak would have been better.

You couldn't get oak?

You should have asked me.

I know a beaver-- gets me great oak.

MRS. MacGRADY: "Everything was going fine until a duck flew along.

"She thought the flying tortoise was the silliest thing she'd ever seen."

(laughing and quacking) Hey, look!

It's Air Tortoise!

Do the peanuts on that flight come with or without shells?

Ha!

You look like a flying saucer that's being towed.

MRS. MacGRADY: "It was getting harder and harder for the tortoise to keep his mouth closed."

Are you driving an automatic or a "stick" shift?

Hey, hey-- what's the difference between you and every other tortoise?

About a thousand feet!

MRS. MacGRADY: "Finally, the tortoise had had all he could take."

Oh, yeah?!

Well, you are quackers!

(yelling) "And the poor tortoise fell and fell until..." (computer pings) That's my sister calling from India.

You two set the table.

I'll just be a minute.

Martha!

Where are you now?

In a town called Bodhgaya with the most amazing tree.

NADINE: So what was the moral of the story?

Keep the stick in your mouth when you're flying with geese?

I'm not sure.

I forgot to ask.

But I did remember part of Mrs. MacGrady's comeback.

If the Tibbles call me Dennis again, they're going to get it.

(yawns) Good night, Nadine.

(yawns) Good night, D.W. (sighs tiredly) DUCK: Quackers?

Of course I'm quackers!

I'd have to be to hang out with you.

TORTOISE: No one's forcing you.

Why don't you make like a tree and leave!

Ha!

You wouldn't last a day without me.

Maybe not, but at least it'd be a happy day.

Hey, you guys are from that Indian story.

So, did you eventually become friends?

Friends?

Are you kidding me?

I'd rather be friends with a snake.

A snake wouldn't be your friend if you paid him.

Crumpet?

No, thanks.

I don't like to eat while I'm dreaming.

So, why are you two together if you don't like each other?

Every time Featherbrain teases me, I have to tease her back.

Then I have to tease Slowpoke back.

But if you constantly have to get each other back, then you'll be at it forever.

It's only been 2,000 years so far.

Oh, we're also chained together.

(gasps) It was his fault.

He put the cuffs on.

Yeah, but she lost the key.

(clunk) Ooh!

D.W.: Hey, Emily.

Hi, Dennis!

How's D.W.?

We haven't seen her in a while.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you two have the brains of a... (toy squeaks) You know what?

It's not worth my time.

Call me whatever you want.

I really don't care.

D.W.: After a few more times, they gave up.

Then my hair grew back.

But from then on, I had a new method for dealing with the Tibbles.

I call it "Keeping the stick in the mouth."

But I thought you said nothing tasted as sweet as revenge.

Oh, Mrs. Morgan saw the whole thing, said I had behaved very maturely and gave me a brownie.

It was delicious.

One more?

(barks) BOTH: Charge!

And now... My name is Yumi.

Today we're going to hear a Japanese folktale.

There was an old man and woman who lived in a small house in the mountains.

Yumi is a kamishibai storyteller.

STUDENT: Kamishibai?

It's a Japanese word.

Kami means "paper."

Shibai means "theater."

Paper theater.

And each time as I tell you a story, I reveal another picture.

By the next morning, they had made five beautiful hats.

We are doing our own kamishibai story.

There's an Aesop's fable called "The Golden Axe," and we're changing it and we're calling it "The Golden Shovel."

One day an honest construction worker... accidentally dropped his shovel into the sewer.

He cried.

A magic alligator rose out and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"My only shovel fell into the sewer."

The alligator popped up with the golden shovel.

"Is this it?"

"Wow, that's beautiful, but it's not mine."

"Is this silver shovel yours?"

"Well, that is nice, but it's not mine."

"Is this rusty steel shovel yours?"

"Yes, that is my shovel.

Thanks."

The alligator was so pleased with his honesty that he gave him all three shovels.

Another construction worker wanted a golden shovel, too.

He threw his shovel down the sewer and tried to look sad.

The alligator appeared and said, "Why are you sad?"

"Because my shovel fell into the sewer."

"Is this golden shovel yours?"

The worker replied, "Yes, yes, that is my shovel" and tried to grab it.

When the alligator heard the construction worker's answer, he disappeared with the golden shovel and was never seen again.

(applause) And now... Hi, I'm D.W. You probably know that already.

But I bet you don't know where we are.

There are cars, shops, signs.

Could be a city anywhere, right?

But it happens to be... in Africa!

We're in a city called Dakar, in a country called Senegal.

This is my friend Cheikh, and this show is all about him.

That's not entirely accurate.

It's more about you and my cousin Brain.

Well, that's true.

But you're in it.

We should have a show just about you and me.

We would call it "Cheikh and D.W." I like it!

But how about "D.W. and Cheikh"?

Anyway, tell it to Arthur.

He's the show hog.

We'll work on it.

In the meantime, welcome to our story.

Arthur!

Shh!

CHEIKH: Here is my country, Senegal.

And this is me a few months ago, before I left for Elwood City.

MOM: You'll see, you'll make plenty of new friends.

CHEIKH: Do you think they have my favorite foods, like poulet yassa?

And couscous?

Do they eat couscous in America?

And do they have movies?

Do they celebrate birthdays?

For my fifth birthday, ca n we go to the circus?

MRS. MORGAN: Attention, boys and girls!

Let's all give a big welcome to Cheikh, our new student.

He comes all the way from... D.W.: I know, I know!

He's from Africa, and he's Brain's cousin.

Arthur told me all about you.

Here.

I drew this for you.

Thank you very much.

But what is it?

That's you and a bunch of other kids getting on the hippo bus to swim to your school, which is inside a volcano.

And those are lions hiding in the trees.

Do you have special crossing guards that protect you from the lions?

I've never seen a lion in my life.

Where did you learn this nonsense?

Um, movies and TV, I guess.

Well, it's completely wrong.

I live in a city, which is bigger than this one.

D.W., I'm sure you meant well, but you should learn about a place before you describe it.

Ha!

You don't know anything about Africa!

I guess not.

But I'm going to learn.

I'm going to learn about the whole country.

It's not a country.

It's a continent.

There are actually 54 countries in Africa.

Wow.

That's a lot to learn.

But I'm going to do it.

You just wait.

Africa is over here, dear.

This is going to take forever.

All these books are making my head spin, and I don't even know how to read.

It was hard for me to learn about Turkey when I was writing to Adil.

And that was just one country.

Maybe you... Don't say it.

Don't say what?

That it's too hard for me and I should just give up.

That's what you were going to say, right?

No.

I was going to say, you should get a little help from someone who knows more than we do.

D.W.: Oh.

Sometimes you do have a few good ideas, Arthur Read.

BRAIN (on phone): Hello?

Learning something about all 54 countries is a tremendous amount of information.

We could assemble it in the form of a graph, perhaps using a hierarchal approach.

BRAIN: We'll need a cataloguing system to inventory our documents.

Then we'll create a template upon which we can build our research model.

It'll be as simple as learning your ABC's.

Oh, so you mean we'll make a song?

That's how I learned my ABC's.

Um, no, that's not what I meant.

But that's a much better idea.

Let's do it.

♪ Fifty-four things ♪ ♪ Fifty-four ♪ ♪ Things to see and to explore ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ D.W.: ♪ The continent of Africa is deep and long and wide ♪ ♪ With 54 countries to keep my song diversified ♪ BRAIN: ♪ There's rhythmic beats, new things to eat ♪ ♪ And places you can go ♪ ♪ And every day, a different way that you can say hello ♪ ♪ For instance, meeng-gah-bou is "howdy do" ♪ ♪ When visiting in Ghana ♪ ♪ Dumela mma is how you say hello inside Botswana ♪ D.W.: ♪ The Muslims greet the folks they meet ♪ ♪ With Salaam aleikum ♪ ♪ In Gambia, Morocco and Sudan's hometown Khartoum.

♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ See this when you go ♪ BRAIN: ♪ Burundi's got the deepest lake ♪ ♪ And then the highest peak... ♪ D.W.: ♪ Juts up from Tanzania, just next door to Mozambique ♪ BRAIN: ♪ And carving through the continent ♪ ♪ There flows the mighty Nile ♪ D.W.: ♪ Past Uganda, Eritrea and... look out!

♪ BRAIN: ♪ A crocodile!

♪ ♪ Namibia's wild Skeleton Coast is littered with wrecked ships ♪ ♪ And Côte d'Ivoire has chocolate fields ♪ ♪ I love my chocolate chips ♪ ♪ Victoria Falls in Zambia, it makes a mighty sound ♪ ♪ Zimbabwe shares the falls as well ♪ ♪ There's lots to go around ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Life is all aglow.

♪ Did you two just write that song?

It's amazing!

D.W.: I'll tell you what's amazing-- the smell coming from that basket.

It's poulet yassa-- spicy lemon chicken.

My mom thought you might like to try some Senagalese home cooking.

Your mom was right.

Let's eat!

Hey, maybe we should have a food section in our song.

Oh, definitely.

There are so many delicious dishes to try from Africa.

Poulet yassa is just the tail of the iceberg.

You mean the "tip" of the iceberg.

Tell me a few of them.

♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ There's lots of food they grow ♪ ♪ The Comoros has the Coelacanth ♪ ♪ A prehistoric fish ♪ ♪ In Congo they eat mwamba stew ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ That stew's my favorite dish ♪ ♪ São Tomé and Príncipe, they like their food with spice ♪ D.W.: ♪ The fish in Mauritius is hot a delicious ♪ ♪ It's really very nice ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ Sahara in Algeria's a hot and arid land ♪ D.W.: ♪ Vacation in the Seychelles and relax upon the sand ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ The Madagascar aye-aye taps on trees to find its lunch ♪ D.W.: ♪ If you like grains, then you'll love Mauritania ♪ ♪ They munch rice a bunch ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ The farmers out in Kenya, they raise cattle, goats and hens ♪ D.W.: ♪ And Burkina Faso's called "The Land of Upright Men" ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ The cotton from Benin is in the clothes we wear to school ♪ D.W.: ♪ There's 40 words for "camel" in Somalia-- pretty cool!

♪ ♪ Hey!

♪ ♪ Bembeya Jazz comes from Guinea ♪ ♪ Baobab trees are stout, not skinny ♪ ♪ Ethiopians eat teff, not "potator" ♪ ♪ Equatorial Guinea's quite near the equator ♪ ♪ One street in South Africa: two Peace Prize winners ♪ ♪ In Togo they eat fufu for dinner ♪ ♪ Senegal's got a pink lake ♪ ♪ Mali's got the Blue Men ♪ ♪ The folks in Nigeria spice food with cumin.

♪ CHEIKH: ♪ They do ♪ ♪ It makes a tasty stew.

♪ Ha ha!

All right!

Nice work!

Good job!

Do you think we're ready to be pop stars?

D.W.: I don't know about that.

But we could try singing it for the class.

Kids, we have a special treat today.

D.W. is going to sing a song she wrote about Africa.

(gulps) (thinking): Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

I can't wait for the part about the hippo bus!

Or the part where D.W. turns red because she embarrasses herself.

(laughing) She's not going to embarrass anyone.

Not with me singing with her.

Thanks for helping me.

And I'm sorry I made that silly drawing.

I'm glad you made it.

If you hadn't, we'd never be pop stars.

(quietly): Cheikh, we're not pop stars.

Not yet, D.W. A week ago you knew nothing about Africa.

Now look at you.

D.W. and CHEIKH: ♪ Fifty-four things, fifty-four ♪ ♪ Things to see and to explore ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ D.W.: ♪ The world's biggest frog is found inside of Cameroon ♪ ♪ In Chad the lungfish yawn and wake up when it rains in June ♪ ♪ Gorillas in Rwanda have a hooting sort of speech ♪ ♪ Go to Gabon to see an elephant walk on the beach ♪ BRAIN: ♪ Angola's full of dino bones, museum in the ground ♪ ♪ Libya's got those Roman ruins, the coolest ruins around ♪ ♪ And Egypt has the Pyramids, the Sphinx and King Tut's tomb ♪ ♪ Malawi's got a town called "Livingstonia," I presume ♪ ALL: ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Joy and beauty flow.

♪ D.W.: ♪ Tunisia's known for gorgeous gates ♪ ♪ And Swaziland makes glass ♪ ♪ From old recycled bottles that the boys and girls amass ♪ ♪ Lesotho's folks don't go outside ♪ ♪ Without their fancy hats ♪ ♪ The artists in Sierra Leone weave really pretty mats ♪ BRAIN: ♪ The tunes they play in Niger, hey ♪ ♪ They're vital and alive ♪ ♪ The Hipco of Liberia, that style's gonna thrive ♪ ♪ Cape Verde's got the morna ♪ ♪ Man, I dig that swinging beat ♪ ♪ Guinea-Bissau's gumbe just makes me want to stomp my feet ♪ ALL: ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ In my Africa ♪ ♪ It's almost time to go ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ My Africa's an ageless land ♪ ♪ I'm glad that you could see ♪ ♪ This continent so full of life ♪ ♪ You're all my family ♪ BRAIN: ♪ And now we leave this loving place ♪ ♪ Its heartfelt family ties ♪ ♪ A warm embrace ♪ BRAIN: ♪ A smiling face ♪ CHEIKH: ♪ A bittersweet goodbye ♪ ALL: ♪ To my Africa ♪ ♪ Djibouti ♪ ♪ Ma-uke ged or rae ♪ ♪ Goodbye, Africa ♪ ♪ Somalia ♪ ♪ Nabad gelyo-- hey!

♪ ♪ Magic Africa ♪ ♪ In the CAR ♪ ♪ Gue ngozi!

Say!

♪ ♪ Lovely Africa ♪ ♪ D.R.C.

♪ ♪ Reviens, s'il vous plâit ♪ ♪ Mighty Africa ♪ ♪ Western Sahara ♪ ♪ Masalam!

Oh, yay!

♪ ♪ In my Africa.

♪ (cheering and applause) MRS. MORGAN: That was wonderful, D.W. And now I'd like to introduce our newest student.

Kids, this is Keith, from Kalamazoo.

Does anybody here know anything about Kalamazoo?

No, but I'd love to learn.

To watch more Arthur and play games with all of the Elwood City friends, visit pbskidsgo.org.

You can find Arthur books and lots of other books, too, at your local library.

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ Hey!

What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ Hey!

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