Tuesday, May 16, 2023

Little Purple Pansies

One of the kids' favourite songs to sing during primary is Little Purple Pansies. They love it so much that they sing it spontaneously throughout the week and can relate it to virtually any lesson we have about anything...ever.

They also think it's hilarious to sing it with a thick Cockney accent, especially the line right before the chorus where they get to sing, "Try, try, try!"

Little purple pansies, touched with yellow gold,
Growing in one corner of the garden old;
We are very tiny but must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

In whatever corner we may chance to grow,
Whether cold or warm the wind may ever blow,
Dark the day or sunny, we must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

They put on their thick Cockney accent (as best as they know how...and considering everything they know they learned from Dick Van Dyke as Bert in Mary Poppins, their accent is not very polished) and belt out, "Troy, troy, troy!"

It just so happened that this song was selected for the opening song for family night and after the kids sang, "Troy, troy, troy!" Alexander hollered, "Greek joke! Get it! Because Troy! Like Helen of Troy!"
Sometimes that kid is just incredible. 

Earlier in the day he finally (finally!) got to play Switch Sports. The big kids have been eating up all the video game time playing Zelda and he's been dying to play sports! Anyway, Zoë played it with him this afternoon. They like to play on the same team against the computer, but evidently they were losing because he kept yelling, "Nein! Nein! Nein!"

As five-year-olds should.

Lastly, while we were in the middle of a birthday phone call with Auntie Emily, she said that they only had two weeks left of school, and Alexander said to me, "Mom! I just did some math! Because 7+7=14 and there are seven days in a week, that means that two weeks is fourteen days. They have fourteen days left until the end of school!"

He's absolutely right. 

And I think he's probably ready for kindergarten next year...

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