tring tring...
'hello mom.'
'hi darling. You still teaching in that school? You haven't yet hopped?'
'No, I haven't yet hopped, although I was planning to. Today I was teaching them grammar and the word 'home' came up. I immediately started singing a song I haven't sung for the last twenty years. They loved it. So the grammar lesson turned into a singing lesson. How can I walk out of this job?
'Which song did you sing?'
'Home sweet home. You taught me this song when I was a kid. Remember?'
'Sing it?'
'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
its ever so humble there's no place like home.
home home sweet,
sweeeeet, home,
there's no place like home, there's no place like home.'
'It's a lovely song, but I never taught you this. I am hearing it for the first time.'
I felt a strange vibration up my spine when I heard her say that. Where did I learn this lovely song? How come I never sang it to my mother before?
What kind of Quantum Memory is awakening in me? :)
I searched and searched on you tube, all I could find that resembled the song I knew was this:
'Mid pleasures and palaces,
Tho' we may roam;
Be it ever so humble,
There's no place like home;
A charm from the skies
Seems to follow us there,
Which, seek through the world
Is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home! Home! Sweet home!
There's no place like home!
Oh! there is no place like home!
if someone could please tell me
who taught me this song?
1 comment:
Maybe someone u knew, like ur classmate, for instance, was taught this song by her mother and she used to sing it.
It might have left an impression. Just saying.
Post a Comment