Tuesday, 24 June 2008

Nursery (?) Rhymes

I think it's sad that kids nowadays are deprived of the joy of learning nursery rhymes. Instead I see them hooked onto a totally different type of kids' shows (in other words, those which are mind-numbingly dumb). What with High School Musical and Hannah Montana and Zoey 101 and blabla. Geez. Sad.

Gone are the days when all we had were Mother Goose, Sesame Street and Kidsongs later on. My mum said that I was a very difficult kid but all she had to do was pop in the Mother Goose tape, prop me up in front of the TV and she would have some moments of peace for herself.

Plus I really learnt so much from those!




In fact I'm still very much intrigued by nursery rhymes, but of course, on a whole new level. As I grew up, I found out that those cheerful songs we used to sing over and over again weren't originally meant to be that way. I mean most of us know that London Bridge is about the Great Fire of London and Ring Around The Rosie is connected to the Bubonic Plague. But there are worse ones!!!

Heard of Mary Mary Quite Contrary?

Mary Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.

Chippy chippy song isn't it.

Think again.

The Mary alluded to in this traditional English nursery rhyme is reputed to be Mary Tudor, or Bloody Mary, who was the daughter of King Henry VIII. The garden is an allusion to graveyards which were increasing in size with those who dared to challenge her.

The silver bells and cockle shells referred to in the Nursery Rhyme were colloquialisms for instruments of torture. The 'silver bells' were thumbscrews which crushed the thumb between two hard surfaces by the tightening of a screw. The 'cockleshells' were believed to be instruments of torture which were attached to the genitals!

The 'maids' were a device to behead people called the Maiden. Beheading a victim was fraught with problems. It could take up to 11 blows to actually sever the head, the victim often resisted and had to be chased around the scaffold. Margaret Pole (1473 - 1541), Countess of Salisbury did not go willingly to her death and had to be chased and hacked at by the Executioner. These problems led to the invention of a mechanical instrument (now known as the guillotine) called the Maiden - shortened to Maids in the Mary Mary Nursery Rhyme.

Crazy shit right?

I think this is one of the worst stories I've come across that was made into a rhyme. Most of the rhymes are about the political and historical changes in England in the olden days. The famous Humpty Dumpty is about the English Civil War, Three Blind Mice also about Bloody Mary, the one about the old woman who lived in a shoe has something to do with King George who began the men's fashion for wearing white powdered wigs (LOL LOL)...

Of course there are many nursery rhymes which are genuinely merry, and others are simply nonsensical and have no historical origin whatsoever. But still! I'm glad we were all born innocent and remained that way till a certain age... otherwise nursery rhymes would have really been horror stories!

I still think that children should be exposed to these rhymes. They're really good for a child's development okay. Look at me. HAHAHAHA. Eh but it's true don't you think? Now that we're older we find out the true meaning behind those rhymes so we're actually improving our general knowledge righhhhhhht? LOL.

OK la the thing is I'm just going all out to avoid revising for my exam. =(

But now that I'm done with this post I really have got nothing else to do... so... no excuses! Study study study!

OH and may I randomly add that chocolate chip cookie dough pop tarts and coffee are my best companions at the study table. LOVE.

Sunday, 22 June 2008

Stupid Endo-Repro-Renal Summative

HAIYO faster come la.

Not that I've finished studying. In fact I'm no where near prepared. A 3-system summative is basically an EoS exam! But I don't quite care. I just want to go home.

Selectives timetable out! I love my classes. Doing Comm Med... either 1 or 2 hours per day only. Plus classes are in the morning so we get the rest of the day FREE! No PBLs no CSUs no labs no this no that! So freaking fun.

Things I plan to do during Selectives:

  • Jalan jalan cari makan - Klang bak kut teh. MUST.
  • Volunteer at PAWS
  • Go The Maple again (?)... Adrian! Can can? I want to swim!
  • Meet up with Loo Yeen
  • Learn to play the guitar on my own
  • The Attic!
  • Complete the bible reading assignment for ENLI =/
  • Play piano with Mich HAHAHA eee I cannot wait
  • Watch movies
  • Watch Iron Man again
  • Breakfast at the Hilton!
  • Tea at Bisou!
  • Desserts at Bakerzin!

(confirm broke at the end of the month)

Can't wait can't wait can't wait! =)

Sunday, 15 June 2008

Happy Father's Day

A big shoutout to my dad!!

(though I'm sure he doesn't read my blog... and I'd like to keep it that way)

Ps Tim's sermon last night served as a reminder that I should always count my blessings for having a good relationship with my dad. I was surprised to see that many people around me are estranged from their fathers. Some don't even know who their fathers are. It's heart-breaking, really.

During Friday's LG session Edwina made each of us share one good memory we have of our fathers. I have tonnes, but there is a particular one which has been imprinted in my head that I can remember it crystal clearly although it happened 16 years ago.

My dad brought my aunt, brother and I to climb this hill at the outskirts of Ipoh... at some kampung area... called Kledang Hill. Very easy only wan little kids also can climb so don't be awed by the fact that I was 5 and could climb a hill. =P

After climbing downhill we went to this huuuuuuge playground at the foot of the hill. I was on a swing and my brother (who was about 3?) was somewhere with my aunt. Dad was at the opposite end of the playground... probably cooling down or something. I have no idea what he was doing. Anyway point is that I was on a swing and he was at the other end and bro and aunt were somewhere in the middle.

Then! This herd of cows and bulls came OUT OF NOWHERE behind me. And I swear they were charging towards me OK... and no I don't think I was wearing red. I could clearly remember my aunt picking my brother up and running away and at the same time she looked back to shout "RUN! RUN!". I was so stunned at that moment I couldn't get off the swing. All I could do was cry and scream for my dad. My dad, all the way at the other end, came running towards me, carried me off the swing and we ran off.

LOL.

STUPID COWS LA. Heaven knows what they were running for. Anyway it's a stupid village called MengLEMBU. Stupid. A lot of lembu I suppose.

One of the reasons I remember this incident so well to date is because I am constantly reminded by my family about how silly I was to not have run. HELLO I WAS 5 AND WAS SCARED OKAY. Bloody.

But I'm glad I still hold it close to my heart because it's one of the COUNTLESS times that my dad has been there for me when I needed him most.

So ya.

Happy Father's Day dad. =)

and to all the fathers out there.