Memorable Words*

On Saturday morning, I posted this:

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don’t blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don’t blog about, but you’d like to hear about, and I’ll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on slash, favorite type of underwear, writing techniques etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.

I got some great responses, and I’ll answer them one at a time. I really liked what people suggested, so I think I’ll post this every so often and see what people are curious about. If you have a response / question for me please feel free to add it in a comment at the bottom of this post! :)

Frankofile asked the first question:

Memorable words: Do you have favourite poem, something you learned as a child perhaps? Or do you find the words of song or a saying particularly memorable? A jingle from a TV ad? – Tell us what it is, why you like/don’t like it, why you think it’s memorable.

Hmmm. Sadly, I don’t know that I do have a favourite poem. I have many poems that I enjoy, but not one that touches me in a way that I would give it such a title. I would have to say that I have always loved The Cremation of Sam McGee by Robert W. Service (I learned it by heart in grade 5 and have always remembered it), or Alfred Noyes’ The Highwayman. Anyone who has seen Anne of Green Gables will likely understand why. :) I have always enjoyed writing poetry though… and have posted a couple that I have written on here. I do feel like study of poetry is lacking in our school system–it has almost been wholly removed and I feel as though I really missed out on some of the finer aspects of literature.

There are a number of sayings that I hold dear to my heart. While my grandfather was still alive he always used to say, “If a job’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well.” I’ve always remembered that. Also, Harold Hill’s famous words from the Music Man: “If you build up enough tomorrows you’ll have nothing but a bunch of empty yesterdays.” I know Spart will agree with me on that one. :) I remember and love the first quote because every time I hear it or say I am reminded of my Gumpo (grandpa), whom I miss with every fibre of my being. That statement was so much of who he was and what he lived by. He was and is my hero in so many ways, and I think that it is so true… if you are going to do something, then not only do it, but do it to the best of your ability. The second quote speaks to one of my weaknesses–I’m horrible for procrastinating and for putting things off because they make me nervous or uncomfortable. But I don’t ever want to end up with empty yesterdays so I try and force myself to do things. :)

As for music… I could fill an entire book about music or lyrics that have moved me in some way. I have always felt a deep connection to music–I’m one of those people that gets goosebumps or can be moved to tears by a well-written melody or harmony. I suppose right now I’m in love with the lyrics of a song that reminds me just how quickly time passes. My mother used to sing it to me as a child:

Turn Around (Mormon Tabernacle Choir)
Where are you goin’ my little one, little one?
Where are you goin’ my baby my own?
Turn around and you’re two
Turn around and you’re four
Turn around and you’re a young girl
Going out the door

Chorus
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around and you’re a young girl
Going out of the door
(Turn around and you’re a young wife
With babes of your own)

Where are you goin’ my little one, little one?
Little dirndles and petticoats, where have you gone?
Turn around and you’re tiny
Turn around and you’re grown
Turn around and you’re a young wife
With babes of your own

Chorus

Where are you goin’ my little one, little one?
Where are you goin’ my baby my own?

I’ve been really reminiscent lately as I prepare to potentially move on to the next phase of my life (after university) and I can’t help but wonder where on earth the last 23 years have gone. Time really is fleeting… the words just seem to speak to this indescribable feeling I have.

So, I hope that answers your question(s)! I loved the theme… please feel free to offer another if you think of one!

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