Sunday, 4 October 2009
It's a long hard climb
Five-year-olds are not known for their attention spans, but sometimes a single idea absorbs them all day. Today we walked for miles through the deep woods, The Girl and I, and when there were no other children and we had examined all the plants and I was tired of carrying her, I sang one of Joe Raposo's amazing songs from the classic days of Sesame Street. See it here before YouTube yanks it again.
"It's a long hard climb, but we're going to get there ..
It's a long hard climb, but we're going to get there ...
It's a long hard climb, but we're going to get there, good --
We're climbing to the morning sun."
We sang along together as we walked the forest paths, and soon she was coming up with new verses.
"Well the road is loooong, but we're going to get there..."
"Oh the mountain's high, but ..."
"Well the river's swift, but ..."
"Well the woods are dark, but ..."
"Oh the grass is tall, but ..."
"Well the fog is thick, but ..."
"This is boggy ground, but ..."
"Clouds are growing dark, but ..."
And later on, whistling past the graveyard.
"There are no wolves, so we're going to get there ..."
"Well, we don't have snakes, so ...
"My Papa's here, so ..."
And eventually, as we made our way home, collapsing into laughter.
"You've got monkeys in your pants, and they're gonna get there ..."
"You've got wombats in your armpits ..."
"You've got cows in your underpants ..."
And finally, as I read her Dr. Seuss' Sleep Book and tucked her in, she mumbled softly to herself, "I'm climbin' to the mornin' suuuuuuun....."