Children's songs are scary
Dec. 8th, 2011 08:38 amThis morning was one long session of laughing intermixed with horror. Michael woke up with the "Three Little Ducks" song [No, it was the "Good Morning" song. "Three Little Ducks" came later] in his head from the "Songs for Wiggleworms" kid's album, so he began singing it. This turned into a full-fledged ear worm, so he began playing the music as he got dressed.
The duck song was about a mother duck with three ducklings, and every time she went out, she came home with one less duckling.
Michael crooned along happily while I slowly grew more and more horrified as the tale of duckling separation and abandonment unfolded.
So I asked if it was really a good idea to play this song for little kids. I mean, wouldn't they question what this meant for them, personally?
Michael laughed and said, "Well, she's not digging a hole out in the back and burying them," he told me.
"How do you know?" I asked. He just laughed and said that I was very, very weird, and he loved me.
"Look," he said, "I'll cheer you up." Then he put on another song from the same album, sung in the Mexican corrido style.
"You tenia seis perritos, de los seis que yo tenia, uno se fue brinco y brinco, nadamas me quedan cinco..."
[I had six little puppies, and one bounced and bounced away, and only five were left to me..."]
Me, flinging the covers over my head sadly: "What are you trying to do to me? This is awful!"
Michael: "What, it's in Spanish!"
Me: "It's the same song, only with six puppies!"
[We are both laughing hysterically now, he in perplexity, me in anguish...]
He turns it off, snuggles me, comforts me, and then begins singing softly in my ear, "The mother duck says, 'quack, quack, quack' and goes to dig a hole in the back..."
The duck song was about a mother duck with three ducklings, and every time she went out, she came home with one less duckling.
Michael crooned along happily while I slowly grew more and more horrified as the tale of duckling separation and abandonment unfolded.
So I asked if it was really a good idea to play this song for little kids. I mean, wouldn't they question what this meant for them, personally?
Michael laughed and said, "Well, she's not digging a hole out in the back and burying them," he told me.
"How do you know?" I asked. He just laughed and said that I was very, very weird, and he loved me.
"Look," he said, "I'll cheer you up." Then he put on another song from the same album, sung in the Mexican corrido style.
"You tenia seis perritos, de los seis que yo tenia, uno se fue brinco y brinco, nadamas me quedan cinco..."
[I had six little puppies, and one bounced and bounced away, and only five were left to me..."]
Me, flinging the covers over my head sadly: "What are you trying to do to me? This is awful!"
Michael: "What, it's in Spanish!"
Me: "It's the same song, only with six puppies!"
[We are both laughing hysterically now, he in perplexity, me in anguish...]
He turns it off, snuggles me, comforts me, and then begins singing softly in my ear, "The mother duck says, 'quack, quack, quack' and goes to dig a hole in the back..."
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 02:40 pm (UTC)Actually, they do come back in the end.
So I guess it's really OK.
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Date: 2011-12-09 08:06 am (UTC)Decompositions for Children
Date: 2011-12-08 03:00 pm (UTC)"Have you ever seen a hearse go by and wondered what it's like to die?
Woooooooooo! Woooooooooo! - How happy we shall be!
They dress you in a long white shirt and cover you up with muck and dirt
Woooooooooo! Woooooooooo! - How happy we shall be!
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out - they crawl in thin and they crawl out stout
Woooooooooo! Woooooooooo! - How happy we shall be!
Your eyes fall in, your teeth fall out, your brain comes tumbling down your snout
Woooooooooo! Woooooooooo! - How happy we shall be!
So if you ever see a hearse go by, and wonder what it's like to die
Woooooooooo! Woooooooooo! - How happy we shall be!"
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Date: 2011-12-08 03:06 pm (UTC)I guess I'm good with horrific death, just not with being left behind.
Probably psychological...
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Date: 2011-12-10 03:07 am (UTC)And, in sort-of related news, I miss you. {{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:08 pm (UTC)I doubt it's really that traumatic for them. But nevertheless, you have a point. :-)
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:16 pm (UTC)I have to start composing counter-songs about ducks who escape and find better caretakers, ducks who learn to take care of themselves and ducks who become superheroes.
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Date: 2011-12-08 04:37 pm (UTC)Poor Duncan. I feel bad for that bunny.
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Date: 2011-12-08 05:59 pm (UTC)Then again, he's the kid who moved itty bitty tiny snails off of a sidewalk so nobody would step on them and crush them. And he and two other kids had a small funeral for the snail, placing him under a bush in Grandma's garden.
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Date: 2011-12-08 06:16 pm (UTC)There are a lot of gifts that come with too much water. It can motivate you to change things that are cruel or unfair. It can give you a lot of compassion. It can be a great motivator for pursuing justice. Maybe he will experience this.
At some point, he may have to make a choice. With too much water, you either have to get good at rolling up in a ball, being defensive and avoiding pain, or you can get good at crying hysterically and then getting up again and pushing back.
I think Option 2 is more useful.
Maybe you can help teach him that horrific emotional pain will not kill him, and that he can get past it and even use it productively.
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Date: 2011-12-08 06:25 pm (UTC)It's a cautionary tale about running away from the pack and getting left behind. Teaches the kids to stay in the group.
Now I'm humming, "Six Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed!"
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Date: 2011-12-08 06:46 pm (UTC)Hmmmmm...
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Date: 2011-12-09 11:45 am (UTC)Being lost, abandoned, having to face monsters alone - they're the everyday stuff of kids' lives, even when their adult allies are in close attendance.
Both my nieces have specific dolls which have their own lives, beliefs, and remedies for all sorts of difficulties. The girls each tell their special dolls when things worry them, and the dolls reassure them that they're loved and not alone. Just like Vasselisa in Baba Yaga.
The song about the ducklings is about them mysteriously getting lost. It's also about the reassurance that their mother never gives up looking for them, and that they're reunited again.
It reminds me of one of the girls' obsession with me telling her the Rapunzel story, in which it is imperative that I repeat over again that the King and Queen NEVER stopped looking for their little girl, and that when she was found, she lived with them in the castle and married the Prince, and everything was good forever.
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Date: 2011-12-09 02:04 pm (UTC)LOL
I love Michael's sense of humor. We definitely need to record his songs so we can send them around to all the adults!