Do you recognize it? I wasn't sure if it was a 'common' rhyme or not...I know we tormented everyone in the first grade with it!! LOL!!
and I remember the OUTRAGE that anyone would think I would EVER sit in a tree and kiss that Kenneth Samson!! BLECH!!
(although he was my very first crush.....he had to go get a vaccine and came back with his shirt pulled down showing his shoulder...all golden skin and smooth and that curve of the shoulder...*swoon* I remember that like yesterday!! I mean good grief that was a hundred years ago!)
but I didn't want anyone to think I would actually KISS him...
SORRY back to Vladimir!!
I didn't recognise it, Jess. I thought you must have written it just for me and Vladimir! LOL
Where I grew up in Sydney's Northern Beaches, I had no little boys to play with. All the children in my street, my age, were little girls. Though there were boys at school, I always gravitated towards the girls to play with. They were always clean and smelt nice and what's more important, they weren't interested in bloody cricket! All the boys were obsessed with either cricket or rugby, both of which left me bored to tears. I went to an all-boys school from age 12 and I missed having my little girl friends to play with in the school yard.
Skipping was as athletic as I could manage!!! My favourite skipping game started out slow, reciting something like "What sort of man will I marry?" over and over (I forget the exact words), and then the two children holding each end of the rope would increase the pace to warp speed as they shouted, increasingly quickly, the different categories of men you might marry. Whichever name the skipper was tripped up on, was supposed to be the man you would marry.
Jess, you mentioned that you could remember things vividly from your childhood. So can I. I can still remember all the different men I could have married, in their correct order:
* Tinker
* Tailor
* Soldier
* Sailor
* Rich Man
* Poor Man
* Beggar Man
* Thief
This was repeated over and over, at an ever increasing speed, until the skipper tripped up. I remember that I always wanting to land on "Sailor." Even at age 8, I was keen on men in uniform!
Funny thing is, I
did marry a sailor (Royal Australian Navy) and we were together for many years.
