Passing on traditions
Do you remember the following rhymes?
“Engine, engine, number 9 Going down Chicago line, If the train should jump the track Do you want your money back? ‘Yes!’ Y-E-S spells ‘yes’ and you are not it!”
“My mother and your mother were hanging out the clothes. My mother punched your mother right in the nose. What color was the blood? ‘Green!’ G-R-E-E-N spells ‘green’ and you are not it!”
“Bubble gum, Bubble gum, in a dish. How many pieces do you wish? ‘Five!’ One, two, three, four, five, and you are not it!”
Can you think of any others?
I’m having memories of us (and the Abbotts) gathered in a circle in one of the shallow ends of the pool, with our fists held out, with one of us singing the rhyme and knocking the fists so we could figure out who was “IT” for “Marco Polo”, “Sharks and Sardines”, or “Colors.” Such great summer memories. I miss it.
Today I taught Chunk #1 the rhymes and how to choose who is “IT”. It was pretty funny. If you recall, the person who said the rhyme had to tap their chin since they were using their other fist to tap everybody else’s fist. Did that make sense? Anywho….it was funny to watch Jonah try to coordinate the rhyme and remember to tap his own chin as well as the other fists in order.
I love those kid moments.
Of course, his favorite was the one about “my mother punch[ing] your mother right in the nose.”
Ok, I’m a nerd. I looked up some other rhymes just for fun and I totally forgot one of my favorite ones!
“Inka binka bottle of ink, the cork fell off and you stink, not because you’re dirty, not because you’re clean, just because you kissed a boy behind a magazine and you are not it.”