a little something Daddy taught us…

 Today’s story is a classic in the Stewart household.

I have to admit that I really don’t remember that day but through all the years,

it has been a family story passed down to us as soon as we were old enough to understand.

So here is my version…

me and Debbie 1

I am the oldest of my three sisters,

but only 10 months and 3 weeks older than Debbie.

(she is the one with the fountain on her head and she still squints her eyes like that when taking pictures)

So now that I have embarrassed us both,

let me tell you our little story.

Debbie and I both were in the same kindergarten class.

On one particular day our teacher, Mrs Kilby,

asked if any of us had anything we would like to share with the class.

It seems Debbie and I needed to share a rhyme our Daddy taught us.

(my Dad was a big influence on us, so any of you who know him, are fully aware that this story will have a twist)

Dad

Need I say more?

So there we both stood front and center

proud as little peacocks,

facing  the whole class along with our teacher,

(who stood directly alongside us and probably in a bit of fear as to what would come out of our mouth’s)

and announcing that we had a poem to share.

As the teacher nodded and gave us the go ahead,

which is surprising because Mrs Kilby was a longtime friend of Dad’ and knew what he was capable of

but still gave us the go ahead anyway.

(think it’s safe to say with fingers crossed behind her back at this point)

 So Debbie and I began in harmony with our favorite poem.

Here it is…

“Mary had a little lamb,

His fleece was black as charcoal.

Every time he jumped the fence,

You could see his little…

“FREEZE!!!!!”  screamed our teacher.

“That’s all for today class!”

Dad got a phone call at work  that day!

Something tells me she definitely used the word that rhymed with “charcoal” and probably a few others as well.

The funny part of that day was I think she tried to teach us the proper verse but Debbie and I told her,

“That’s what Daddy taught us and that’s how it is!”

We both still laugh about it,

because trying to remember the true poem is a difficult thing  for both of  us,

still to this day.

If memory serves me correctly,

Debbie and I were never asked again to share that year,

which was a good thing because song lyrics were another specialty of Dad’s as well

(just ask us to sing “the lion sleeps tonight”…Dare Ya!)

me and Debbie

This is just one little memory of a million more,

but I thought this would be the cutest story

to start your day with 🙂

Make it a great day everybody! 

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2 thoughts on “a little something Daddy taught us…

    • I know… the poor lady, but from what my Mom says, they all had a really good laugh when all was said and done! Apparently the teacher told my Mom she had a feeling it would be interesting, just not that interesting! LOL!!
      Thanks for stopping by and hope it started your day with a smile 🙂

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