Newsflash: I Can't Count. Enjoy This Poem.
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I was about to press 'publish' on today's countdown post when I realized that I had made a slight miscalculation. I have a mild case of dyslexia that has, at worst, made me miss several airplane departures and, at best, scrambles the order of words and number from my brain to my mouth.
It went something like this: How many days are in November? Thirty. Okay. And I counted back from 30. But this is October and I am an idiot. So after spending my morning on another post, I have been reminded again of Shel Silverstein's immortal poetry. Here's a classic:
Countdown un-paused tomorrow.
Sigh.
It went something like this: How many days are in November? Thirty. Okay. And I counted back from 30. But this is October and I am an idiot. So after spending my morning on another post, I have been reminded again of Shel Silverstein's immortal poetry. Here's a classic:
Sick by Shel Silverstein
“I cannot go to school today,”
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox.
And there’s one more—that’s seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue—
It might be instamatic flue.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broken—
My hips hurt when I move my chin,
My belly button’s caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a silver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my hart is—what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is… Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!”
Countdown un-paused tomorrow.
Sigh.
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