Mondays Child – Day 22 G2KM Blog Challenge

age four and half taken around the time my little brother was born
 

Do you know what day of the week you were born?  I remembered at one time, but as time goes by such details escaped my mind.  Thankfully, the Internet came to my rescue.  I Googled ‘1961  calendar’ and BING! I  got 10 plus pages of hits.  The first hit on the page looked good to me.  I clicked on it, scrolled down the calendar to find December.  Wha-lah, I am a Thursdays’ child!

The Mother Goose Nursery Rhythm Monday’s Child goes as follows:

Mondays child is fair of face,

Tuesdays child is full of grace,

Wednesdays child is full of woe,

Thursdays child has far to go,

Fridays child is loving and giving,

Saturdays child works hard for his living,

And the child that is born on the Sabbath day

Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

 

This familiarly popular nursery rhythm appeared in print in England in 1744.  At one point, I dare say we were all taught this little rhythm to memorize the days of the week.  I discovered an interesting fact of the origin about this poem came from fortune-tellers predicting the future of a child according to the day of the week they were born.  I don’t believe this anymore than I believe that pigs can fly.

Have I wet your curiosity to learn more about the days of the week in this poem?  If you’re like me, you don’t put much importance in mythological aspects associated with the many threads of our lives.  From the beginning of time, ignorance gave birth to superstitions.  I do find it entertaining to learn from past cultures by reading the history of innocent things, such as this nursery rhythm.  You may want to read Serenata @ Google Answers informative response.  At the bottom of her post, she listed some links.  If you have young kiddos, then  you’ll want to check out this link: Mother Goose Club

At times, I feel like I have far to go like the Thursdays Child.  I suppose we all feel this one time or another.  But, unlike the soothsayer’s prediction, I am clear on when my time in this life expires, I’ll cross into heaven to be with the Lord.  I won’t be left to wonder the earth.  That’s my promise for being a child of our heavenly Father.

 
 

Romans 6:23 “For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.”

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6 comments

  1. @Heather…thank you for the visit. I’m following you through Networked Blogs. You have a nice site! Hope to see you again in the future.
    @Donnie…yeah, I know what you. I was never impressed with Thursdays Child. I always wanted to Mondays Child fair of face. That sounded nicer. =D

  2. I remember the old rhyme but think I didn’t like which child I was so never retained the information. I’m like you the only thing that matters is where my eternal home is. I know wherefore I go….have a great day.

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