Pamela Winslow Kashani sings Disney classics for the Ryan Seacrest Foundation | Citrone Foundation

It is my unparalleled pleasure to introduce to you the one and only Pamela Winslow Christian.

And I'll brush and brush and brush and brush my hair.

And I'll keep wondering and wondering and wondering and wondering, when will my life begin?

I wish more than anything, more than life, more than jewels.

Be my guest, be my guest, put your wishes to the test.

When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are, anything your heart desires will come to you. The day we arrive on the planet and blinking step into the sun, there's more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done.

It's the circle of life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith And love till we find our place on the path unwinding in the circle, the circle of life, in the circle of life.

Thank you so much, and thank you so much for being here this afternoon, this evening. What an incredible event we're having here. This is absolutely spectacular, and I want to thank the incredible Cindy Citrone and her husband Rob for for opening up their home to us tonight, and for the Seacrest family for making this incredible event. And we want to make sure that everyone is aware of all the wonderful work that's happening right now. This next song from Hunchback is one of my absolute favorite Disney songs, and it reminds me of all the blessings that we have and also how good it feels to see a need and to give help.

I don't know if you can hear me or if you're even there. I don't know if you would listen to a humble prayer.

They tell me I am just an outcast.

I shouldn't speak to you. Still I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast too? God help the outcasts hungry from birth. Show them the mercy they don't find on earth. The lost and forgotten, they look to you still. God help the outcasts Or nobody will.

I ask for nothing. I can get by.

But I know so many less lucky than I.

God help the outcasts.

The poor and downtrod. I thought we all were children of God. I don't know if there's a reason why some are blessed, some not, why the few you seem to favor.

They fear us, flee us, try not to see us. God help the outcasts, the tattered, the torn, finding a reason for why they were born.

Winds of misfortune have blown them about. You made the outcasts.

Cast them out. The poor and unlucky, the weak and the odd. I know we all are children of God.

You seem like a Disney kind of crowd, am I right?

Yes? And this is absolutely the most Disney kind of house you could ever have, right? So I thought I would keep my songs in keeping with the theme here, and this next song is no exception. Reception. You are going to recognize the melody, but you don't know these words because this is a true story of when I was living in LA and doing film and television, and I got a phone call to go back to New York and the Great White Way.

I'm employed.

I'm employed.

I'm verklempt and overjoyed. Going back to the Big Apple. LA traffic I'll avoid. Subway rides, no more car. On my dressing room, a star. What a happy reuniting with the theater. How exciting. Pack my bags, board the plane. Leave behind the stripes and stars.

Strain.

Shout hooray and let the champagne be deployed. Throw off low self-esteem. Don't have to swim upstream, 'cause I'm employed. I'm employed.

I'm employed.

Life is so distracting for an actor who's not acting. She's not whole without a part to pour into. Pounding all that pavement as a Starlet, I had thought my theater days were through. For years I'd been surviving, getting by, not really thriving, needing fancy costumes, wigs, and fishnet tights, waiting for the next pilot or series. Weary, bored, and blah, Binder called in—

ooh la la!

I'm babette, what a feast. I'm in Beauty and the Beast. This show sells out every night. We'll be here 10 more years at least.

I am back on Broadway.

Sign my autograph.

Okay.

My career I thought was slowing, mais mon dieu, it keeps on going.

Show by show, night by night, I'll be feeling quite all right.

I'll sing it some more lest you become annoyed. Broadway has welcomed me, my spirit's finally free, 'cause I'm employed. I'm employed.

I'm employed.

Yes, I'm employed.

Beauty and the Beast was not just my third Broadway show. Meeting the love of my life, who is right up there, at— yes. At the stage door of the Palace Theatre changed my life forever.

Tale as old as time, true True as it can be. Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly. Just a little change, small to say the least. Both A little scared, neither one prepared.

Beauty and the Beast. Ever just the same. Ever a surprise. Ever as before.

Ever just a—

Or as the sun will rise.

Tale as old as time.

Tune as old as song.

Bittersweet and strange. Finding you can change. Learning you were wrong.

Certain as the sun rising in the east.

Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme. Beauty and the Beast. Tale as old as time. Song as old as rhyme, beauty and the bee.

When trying to express oneself, it's frankly quite absurd to leaf through lengthy lexicons to find the perfect word.

A little spontaneity keeps conversation keen. You need to find a way to say precisely what you mean. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious, if you say it loud enough, you'll always sound precocious. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Um, de la, um, de la, um, de la, um, de la.

So when the cat has got your tongue, there's no need for dismay. but if they'd used this word they might have used it once or twice I'm sure Egyptian pharaohs would have grasped it in a chiff Then every single pyramid would bear this hieroglyph oh. Supercalifragilisticexphialidocious say it and wild animals will not seem so ferocious. Add some further flourishes It's Cera Coca cola Super calico Frantilisticexpialidocious. So when the cat has got your tongue, there's no need for dismay. Just summon up this word and then you've got a lot to say. Pick out those 18 consonants and 16 vowels as well and put them in an order which is very hard to say.

S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F-R-A-G-I-N-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S. Now, please join me.

S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F-R-A-G-I-N-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S. Now, please join me. S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F-R-A-G-I-N-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S. R-A-G-I-L-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S-S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F. R-A-G-I-L-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S-S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F. R-A-G-I-L-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D. L-C-O-O-U-S.

Here we go!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Even though the song may be something quite atrocious, if you say it loud enough, you'll always look precocious.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Please give a big hand to the great Kyle Mattingly on piano.

With the stillness of the night, there comes a time to understand, to reach out and We can touch tomorrow, take the future in our hand. We can see a new horizon built on all that we have done, and our dreams begin another Earth, thousand circles round the sun.

We go on to the joy and through the tears. We go on to discover new frontiers. Moving on with the current of the years.

We go on with a spirit now as As one, we go on, moving forward now.

As one, ever on, with each rising sun, to a new day we go on.

We go!