When I was little, I would listen to stories about the “olden times” and how people would travel by “horse and buggy.”
But I used to get things terribly wrong when I was little. For instance, Fish Sticks. I thought we were eating Fish Dicks. Needless to say, I wasn’t so crazy about Fridays in the Catholic household, because we would frequently eat Fish Dicks for dinner. There were many more of these mislaid phrases in my youth….. but I am digressing, and you certainly get my point. So back to early travel stories….
What I THOUGHT they were saying, is that people traveled by “Horse and Bunny”….. Oh, how that intrigued me! I wanted to travel by “Horse and Bunny”…… and I always longed to know more. Was it it big bunny? Or did they carry a little bunny on the horse with them? Or did everyone just walk as a group, horse, bunny, and all, occasionally hopping and trotting? The mysteries of life…..
I always wondered why I liked fish sticks so much when I was a kid !!!! My personal “get the words wrong” as a kid was: Maresy dotes and dosey dotes and little lambsy divey, a kidley divey do, wouldn’t you. I could never figure out what it meant, what dotes were and what they thought I’d want to do, but it had a cute tune. I hate to admit that I didn’t realize the correct words till I was pretty old, maybe high school. I’m still a little slow on the uptake.
I thought when it was “a quarter ’til” 2:00 o’clock… that it meant 25 minutes until the hour. I was insistent on it. One day, Mom made me stand on a chair in front of the kitchen clock until I conceded…….
BOL !!! woooo you’re good
You always laugh easily Lois. That is one thing I always liked about YOU.