Thomas Fletcher (fletch31526) wrote,
Thomas Fletcher

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Good v. Horrid

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

That little rhyme was one of many my mother recited to me when I was a small lad. The first five and a half lines were always spoken in sing-song sort of way. When she got to the word "horrid," my mom always scrunched up her nose and changed her voice dramatically -- almost witch-like. These two syllables delivered in such a way would make the two of us laugh as hard as possible for much longer than it took to say the rhyme. Even though I knew it was coming, hearing her say it suddenly became the funniest thing in the world to me.

That's a nice little memory for me to hold on to... but it's one that I hadn't thought about in many years. It all came back to me tonight because I was thinking that I could sum up the past year (and the year before that, too) in much the same way. When 2010 was good, it was very good indeed. When it was bad, it was horrid. Unless something changes in the next eight days, however, the good has far outweighed the horridness. I'll take that.
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