歌词
Bianca is a student in Grade Four.
She likes to wear beautiful clothes.
"Are these your sunglasses, Bianca?" asks her teacher.
"Oh yes! My sunglasses."
"Mommy! Why are you wearing those sunglasses? They are just like mine!"
"I'm sorry, Bianca. Let's go shopping to make you happy."
"Oh no! Look at that dog. Its hair looks just like mine."
"I'm sorry, Miss," says the driver.
"I want to be special," says Bianca.
Bianca is looking at shoes.
"Mommy, look! Those sneakers are just like mine!"
"I'm sorry, dear. Let's buy a new pair for you."
"You see Mommy! That girl has a pink sweater. It's just like mine. I want a new sweater."
"All right, dear," says Mom.
"Why are you so unhappy, dear?"
"I want to be special Mommy, but I see many things just like mine."
"Don't be silly, Bianca."
"See Mommy. I am not silly. Look at this doll. She has jeans just like mine. I don't like this doll."
"I'm sorry, dear," says Mom.
"What do you want to buy, Bianca?" asks Mom.
"I need a new cap, because this man has one just like mine."
"That's fine, dear," says Mom.
"Why aren't you drinking your juice, Bianca? It's very good."
"I don't want to drink it, Mommy. I am not thirsty."
"Are you sure, dear?"
"It's time to go home, Bianca."
"Good idea, Mommy."
"Right. Let's go." says Mom.
"You see! That woman has a backpack just like mine!"
"Excuse me. Is this your backpack?" asks the woman.
"It looks just like mine," says Bianca. "Yes, it is mine. Thank you."
"You're Welcome."