…it’s pouring
the old man is snoring
he went to bed
and bumped his head
and couldn’t get up in the morning..”
Who remembers this rhyme? For those of you who know this blog by now, you know I love the rain and guess what? It’s raining!
What I love about the rain is how it slows everything down. We live in an age where everything is rushed. Instant gratification has us pulling our hair out because the Internet’s not fast enough, traffic is not moving quickly enough, and if there’s an idea suddenly Writer’s Block sneaks in because the words don’t come fast enough. Everything has got to be at our fingertips or we’ll lose our minds. And then there’s the rain, which tends to put us in a relaxing mood. Some people are like the old man, and get sleepy during the rain because it’s relaxing. Its a great time to read and to reflex and to do some handwriting or some soul searching. It’s a good time to sit back and be still. I like to look at the rain as a time not to move. A time for simplicity. The rain, as a time for clarity.
The PBS Blog 
I learned the rhyme as “went to bed with a cork on his head and couldn’t get up” [either “until” or “in the”] “morning.”
I always wondered about that cork. How did it stay on? What did it have to do with getting up? Now I wonder how the rhyme changed from the one you learned, which make some sense, to the one I heard.
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Lol, I’m only 28 so I’m sure yours was probably first but that’s funny lol.
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It’s also completely possible that I misunderstood it and created my own personal version. Or that 75th Street, where we lived, was its own little island with its own strange little version.
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Lol
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