My birthday is coming up—this Friday, to be exact. All gifts and compliments, large and small, will be cheerfully accepted. ;-) (Don't applaud, just throw money!)
Well, anyway, I am bringing out this old rhyme:
Well, anyway, I am bringing out this old rhyme:
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child must work for a living,
But the child that's born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe and winsome and gay.
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child must work for a living,
But the child that's born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe and winsome and gay.
1-year-old Me. Awwww!
Can you guess which child I am? (Yes, this should be ridiculously easy for those of us with internet access.)
4 comments:
I think your a Friday's child.
Who wrote this poem anyway? Why does every child get to be something happy except for Wednesday? "Wednesday's child is full of woe?"
So, here's a challenge: Make a line for Wednesday that fits in rhyme and meter, that is a happy attribute for Wednesday's child.
BTW I am not saying that I am a Wednesday's child. But I'm not saying that I'm not either. :-)
OK. Thursday is iffy, too. "Thursday's child has far to go." Could be good or could be a bummer.
So, Challenge 1 is to cheer up only the Wednesday child line.
Challenge 2 is slightly easier: Change both Wednesday and Thursday to give those children a happy, rhyming couplet. But you can't change the meter!
I'll post all entries next week, and my favorite will get a fabulous prize! (To be announced when I figure out what it might be.)
I agree with ben and tami. Your a friday's child.
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