Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Rhymes to make us smile.

Miranda was sick in bed. Her friend Joanie wanted to cheer her up but she wasn’t sure what to do. Finally she had a great idea.“Do you enjoy funny rhymes, Miranda?” she said.

“Well, yes I do when I feel well,” she replied.

“Let’s try and remember some of the old rhymes we learned,” Joanie said happily.

So the two girls said rhymes together and laughed at their mistakes.

After a while, Miranda said, “Joanie, I feel much happier now. It’s been so good to say these old rhymes again. Please come and see me again and bring me some more rhymes to say.”

Isn’t life funny! We can look out of our window and see a muddy field…then we look again and see a yellow weed growing in the mud and we feel happy to see it.

A famous Doctor,Viktor Frankl, felt so alone. He looked out onto the mud that surrounded the sad place where he was forced to live. Then a saw a lovely yellow weed growing in the middle of all the mud. “Come and see this lovely thing,” he called to his friends. They all looked at the lovely yellow weed and felt so much better.

Here are a few rhymes that children have loved for over 200 years! We hope you enjoy them, too. They can cheer us up on those "sad" days.

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Ride a big horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady upon a white horse
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
She shall have music wherever she goes.

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Baa, baa, black sheep,

Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,

Three bags full.

One for my master
One for my dame,
And one for the little boy

Who lives down the lane.
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Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating his Christmas pie,

He put in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said "What a good boy am I!"

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Jack Sprat could eat no fat.
His wife could eat no lean.
And so between them both, you see,
They licked the platter clean!

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Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl
And he called for his fiddlers three.


Every fiddler had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Oh there's none so rare, as can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three.

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Peter Piper
Picked a peck of pickled peppers;

A peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked;

If Peter Piper picked
A peck of pickled peppers,

Where's the peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked?
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