The magic in my fingers. I am Baba's voice. Move from our Kotia, scattering my pigeons and play for music. Practice again. He's playing with pots and pants. He wants to be that's for me. I will grow up to be a kite flyer. My kite will fly free activities. I barred into Ticketing Baya. Baba wants you to practice before today's lesson. I tell him. Come Baba voice again. Baba gets angry. There goes any chance of getting that kite