Entertaining the Old Memories

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Today’s Blog Post


Entertaining the Old Memories
Have you every heard…?

“Down in the valley where the green grass grows
There sat my grandmother sweet as a rose
She sang, she sang, she sang so sweet
Along came my grandfather and kissed her on the cheek
How many kisses did she get that week
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10” and so on

Come on admit it... you may even have tried it. I did… a long time ago… a long, long time ago.

Or there is the one that states the following…
“Miss Susie had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell. Ding Ding. Miss Susie went to heaven the steamboat went to, hello operator please give me number nine, and if you disconnect me I'll kick you from , behind the refrigarator there laid a piece of glass. Miss Susie sat upon it and broke her little, ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies. The boys are in the bathroom zipping up the flies are in the meadow the bees are in the park. Miss Susie and her boyfriend are kissing in the DARK DARK Dark Dark Dark.”

Now in order to remember it you must have a skipping rope in your hand and another person on the other end of the rope… while you both turn it. Then one of your friends is in the middle jumping the rope… with a dozen others waiting their turn.

Or how about…
Miss Lucy had a baby, she named him Tiny Tim.
She put him in the bathtub, to see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water, and ate the bar of soap.
He tried to eat the bathtub,
but it wouldn't go down his throat.
Miss Lucy called the doctor, Miss Lucy called the nurse,
Miss Lucy called the lady with the alligator purse.
"Mumps." Said the doctor. "Measles." Said the nurse.
"Hiccups." said the lady with the alligator purse.
"prescription." Said the doctor. "Bed rest." Said the nurse.
"I'm leaving." Said the lady with the alligator purse.

Memories that come from the past are the best. The kind that stir something old in me and bring back the stuff from the past.

I have been doing a lot of this as I prepare for a Camp that I am speaking at this summer. In fact the very idea of going back to the old places that I once frequented is amazing. The thoughts are all there from so long ago.

As I have been entertaining the thoughts and old memories – the dreams each night have been a little over the top. I am sure that the two areas are linked in some way.

Oh Boy.

A tisket a tasket… put it in my basket…

O boy oh boy oh boy!

~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Resource:
http://www.gameskidsplay.net/Jump_Rope_ryhmes/index.htm
http://www.garrard.k12.ky.us/traditions/projects/claps/claps.htm