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Snow Cat

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Snow Cat
Le chat de neige

Sheldon Cohen,
1998,
22 min 58 s

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February 4, 2014 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

A Boy’s Thanksgiving Day

A Boy’s Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child

Over the River and Through the Wood
A Thanksgiving song by Lydia Maria Child

Over the river and through the wood,
To grandfather’s house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifted snow.

Over the river and through the wood–
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the wood,
To have first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
“Ting-a-ling-ding!”
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!

Over the river and through the wood,
And straight through the barn-yard gate.
We seem to go
Extremely slow–
It is so hard to wait!

Over the river and through the wood–
Now grandmother’s cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin-pie!

November 28, 2013 at 5:25 am Leave a comment

At Grandma’s House

I like the taste of turkey
Any time throughout the year
But it never seems to taste as good
As when Thanksgiving’s here.

Could be it’s all the trimmings
That are cooked with it to eat
But I think it’s eating at Grandma’s house
That makes it such a treat!

November 25, 2010 at 3:03 am Leave a comment

Over the River

by Lydia Maria Child

Over the river, and through the wood,
To Grandfather’s house we go;
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
through the white and drifted snow.

Over the river, and through the wood—
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes and bites the nose
As over the ground we go.

Over the river, and through the wood,
To have a first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring, “Ting-a-ling-ding”,
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!

Over the river, and through the wood
Trot fast, my dapple-gray!
Spring over the ground like a hunting-hound,
For this is Thanksgiving Day.

Over the river, and through the wood—
And straight through the barnyard gate,
We seem to go extremely slow,
It is so hard to wait!

Over the river, and through the wood—
Now Grandmother’s cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

November 25, 2010 at 2:02 am Leave a comment

RIDE AWAY JOHNNY

THE ROLE OF CATS IN NURSERY RHYMES
by Sarah Hartwell

Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall ride,
And he shall have pussy-cat tied to one side;
And he shall have little dog tied to the other,
And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.

Although this could no doubt be interpreted as political or royal allegory, it seems to describe a little boy playing on a hobby horse or rocking horse and drafting his pets into the game. Many cats have suffered the indignities of being dressed in doll’s bonnets as substitutes playmates in nursery games.

May 26, 2008 at 12:54 pm Leave a comment


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