Abacus

When the helping begins
Meeting the air, when I get to shake
Finding new laughing faces,
I'm the shaking clown.

Sometimes I get dizzy
In the swaying view,
I do get tickled
And count, yes I do.

I'm good at Maths
I'm good at sounds,
My beautiful aqua crystal
Soft jade bottom,
The relaxing, rolling noise
Will always make me calm.

I'm also ancient
It makes me feel special
In all different countries