MANY PEOPLE HAVE SAID TO ME, "WHAT A PITY YOU HAD SUCH A BIG FAMILY TO RAISE THINK OF THE NOVELS AND THE SHORT STORIES AND POEMS YOU NEVER HAD TIME TO WRITE BECAUSE OF THAT.'

AND I LOOKED AT MY CHILDREN AND I SAID, 'THESE ARE MY POEMS. THESE ARE MY SHORT STORIES.




Monday, December 19, 2011

POLITICAL THRILLERS


We all remember the much loved nursery rhymes of our childhood.  They were passed down from generation to generation.

My own children loved them and knew them off by heart, I had to read at least 1 or 2 to them each night.


I was saddened the other day when I was having a conversation with as 2 year old, and recited some rhymes by way of entertainment. I was given a strange look and asked him if he knew them. "No. What are those," asked my intellectual companion in astonishment. When I had collected my scattered thoughts, I said "You know who Jack and Jill are, don't you?" he gazed at me as though I were speaking another language, then replied "Can't I listen to my Blackeyed Peas cd?" I asked him if he wanted to go that route, could't we rather listen to Cliff Richard, at least I understand THAT.

Someone asked me once why nursery rhymes were so violent, ogres, witches often having  endings rooted in bloodshed.

Soooo.....I went on a digging and delving spree and came up with this....

I found an article on the origins of nursery rhymes. They were not intended to ever be rhymes for children.  

Researchers found that composers were forced to disguise their commentary on current affairs in the form of childrens' rhymes - or risk a nasty death.

Many are directly related to British Politics of the time, and some were cunningly invented to spread gossip about royalty, and many nursery rhymes are blatant reference to violence, war and politics in Europe. Blackeyed Peas don't sound so bad now!

                                                  JACK AND JILL



 The clumsy Jack referred to is France's King Louis XVI, who was beheaded in 1793. "Jack fell down and broke his crown" ..... His wife, Queen Marie Antoinette, met the same unfortunate fate... and Jill came tumbling after.  The rhymes ending was made a little more child friendly  by concluding that Jack didn't actually die, but mended his head with vinegar and brown paper.


                                      MARY, MARY QUITE CONTRARY



Most rhymes about Mary refer to the English Queen Mary Tudor, nick named "Bloody Mary", who was the daughter of Henry VIII, a catholic who  flushed out protestants in England. 


Mary's garden  was apparently an illusion to graveyards full of protestants who met untimely deaths because of their religious beliefs.  The silver bells and cockle shells growing in  her garden were subtle colloquialisms of torture, while "maids" were supposed machines that beheaded people in a similar fashion to the guillotine.

                                             THREE  BLIND MICE


The "Heroine" of this simple verse is once again Mary Tudor who allegedly  had three  noblemen (the mice)  burnt at the stake for plotting against her. The reference to the "farmers wife" alludes to the vast estates owned by Mary and her husband, King Phillip of Spain. Scholars,  however, are stumped as to why the violent words suggest that Mary cut off their tails with a carving knife.

Probably the worst fairy tale I can think off is Hansel and Grettel.


 Imagine having parents who purposely lost you in the woods because food was scarce at home, not enough for the kids, you then found yourself at the mercy of an evil witch whose  culinary tastes favoured little children.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

YESTERYEAR'S GIFTS STILL TREASURED TODAY

We all have favourite things, they are not expensive or rare in the grand scheme of things, but have meaning to us, are priceless and irreplaceable.

When I decided to write this post, I had no idea how hard it was going to be to decide. My kist is full of pre-school drawings, handmade gift from small children, first grade one books etc. But we all have those and many more, like first baby clothes, dresses, shoes etc.

I started to put things into categories. What a long tiresome process it was, I almost gave up at one stage. But then it started to become easier (after about a week of rummaging).

At the top of the page are my treasurers.


The jewellery box (really) was given to me by my parents for my 16th birthday. As if it were yesterday I see us in the dinning room, there was a a bowl of flowers on the table. I opened up my first jewellery box. It was bright pink, had satin lining and was delightful. Today it is 3 parts, the lid has fallen off, that is it under the left side of the box, and one side in kept inside the box, not longer attached to anything! I have used it all these years to keep important papers in, birth certificates, immigration papers, and all the documents I have  needed to keep safe. I normally keep it together with a strong elastic band! But part with it? NEVER!!


Pictured in front of the box is a gold broach. It was given to me by my paternal grandparents for my 21st birthday. It used to have a cultured pearl in the centre. It lives in the box, along with my 3rd treasure. It is card that came with a bunch of flowers sent to me by my husband when our first daughter was born. On it is written "My Darlings. To Gail and Shirley the two wonderful women in my life. congratulations both of you, xxxxxxxxxxDadxxxxxxxxxx.


The writing is not easy to read, but get out a magnifying glass Shirl and you will see it!!


These items will be "junk" to whoever cleans up after me once I have shuffled off this earth, but I would have treasured them during the course of my life. There is no price tag to these 3 treasures. When I come across them as I often do, The years fall away, and I smile as I remember......