On the way to the ballet on Saturday night John was most interested in the concession stand and asked, "Can we get popcorn during the interference?" To which I replied, "Uh, no... that would be intermission John, and yes you can."
Two things - can you tell he had hockey practice earlier in the day? And secondly, aren't we lucky we get to munch on popcorn while watching classical ballet?
Showing posts with label malapropism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label malapropism. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Thursday, August 30, 2007
It's all in the name....
John's been having a hard time remembering people's names - he started Kindergarten on Monday and each night at supper resorts to telling stories about his new friends. But instead of telling us their names, he describes what they were wearing or what their hair looks like. You know, the boy who was sitting beside me and was wearing the black shirt. or The one with the spiky hair.
The same thing for some of the teachers. He couldn't remember the gym teacher's name (Mrs. Chase) so Lucy finally said, "John, it's Chase, like chase the ball." He seemed to make the connection.
But last night at supper he was talking about going to gym and the fact the teacher wasn't there, great narration but he got her name wrong. He called her "Mrs. Sweat."
How sweet.
The same thing for some of the teachers. He couldn't remember the gym teacher's name (Mrs. Chase) so Lucy finally said, "John, it's Chase, like chase the ball." He seemed to make the connection.
But last night at supper he was talking about going to gym and the fact the teacher wasn't there, great narration but he got her name wrong. He called her "Mrs. Sweat."
How sweet.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Glory to God and Goliath
One of my favorite parts of church right after Easter is the sprinkling of the waters of baptism throughout the entire congregation followed by the singing of the Gloria. It starts with Glory to God in the highest, sing glory to God. Glory to God in the highest and peace to his people on Earth. There’s something so very powerful about feeling the voices of 300 people reverberate throughout the church. Lately, I’ve particularly enjoyed looking at the kids during the hymns and seeing them singing along.
John’s version of the Gloria is quite a bit different than the intended version. His is Glory to God and Goliath, Sing Glory to God. Now, if you’re Catholic, grew up Catholic, or attend a Catholic church during the Easter season you’ll be able to sing this in your head… and John’s version does closely resemble the real one. Good for him though to be puzzled and wonder why we would praise Goliath, who was (in John’s words) a "bad guy."
In another hymn misinterpretation, my friend Shelby grew up thinking that the entire church congregation was saying her name during certain hymns; it wasn’t until she could read she saw the version people were singing (shall be)and everything finally made sense to her.
What are your examples of songs you've sang all your life only to hear the "real" words later? Post them here so we can all share in the remembering and laughter.
John’s version of the Gloria is quite a bit different than the intended version. His is Glory to God and Goliath, Sing Glory to God. Now, if you’re Catholic, grew up Catholic, or attend a Catholic church during the Easter season you’ll be able to sing this in your head… and John’s version does closely resemble the real one. Good for him though to be puzzled and wonder why we would praise Goliath, who was (in John’s words) a "bad guy."
In another hymn misinterpretation, my friend Shelby grew up thinking that the entire church congregation was saying her name during certain hymns; it wasn’t until she could read she saw the version people were singing (shall be)and everything finally made sense to her.
What are your examples of songs you've sang all your life only to hear the "real" words later? Post them here so we can all share in the remembering and laughter.
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