a few weeks ago mom and dad and i ventured into the great metropolis of Delta, Utah in search of remnants of ghost towns and to explore what's left of Topaz, a Japanese internment camp from the 40s. mom discovered some old bed springs underneath an old piece of broken fence and proceeded to spend about five minutes bouncing around on it, reciting the old "Little Orphan Annie" jump rope rhyme from her childhood.
so, i said to mom later on, life is like a chiasmus,* and you and your little orphan annie-ing are living proof.
*the literary technique used sometimes in scriptures that presents a set of words or ideas in a certain order and then retraces them in the opposite order.
6 comments:
ok, that's the funniest thing I've seen in a long time! Go mom! Love how you captured the moment!
Oh man! I especially loved the part where mom loses her balance and almost falls off, but doesn't miss a beat in the rhyme.
well well well. Look who I found.
Also...the word ID below is "tothers"...sounds like a real word. Like it should be t'others. Like "The Others" shorted. "Where do you think tothers have got off to??" etc etc
mom is just distracting you while she destroys the last remaining emblems of our national shame.
i guess that's okay.
you have got to do something in the middle of nowhere. no ghosts then I take it?
the ghosts were turning the rope mom was jumping over.....
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