Wednesday
Tuesday
Of Cake and Men
Monday
U STINK!
During the closing prayer at my FHE group tonight, a boy in my group scribbled the words "U STINK!" on a piece of paper and when the girl next to me opened her eyes after saying "Amen" the phrase written before loomed right before her eyes and she LAUGHED. It was irreverent and surprisingly funny. And I doubt it has never happened before.
Boys start telling girls mean things from the time they are little.
Usually when they like them.
And FHE? That has Mormon tradition and folklore stamped all over it.
Sunday
Any Song Can Be a Folk Song for Someone

"And I'm not going back into rags or in the hole and our bruises are comin but we will never fold. And I was your silver lining as the story goes. I was your silver lining but now I'm gold. Hooray, hooray but now I'm gold. And I was your silver lining high up on my toes but you were running through fields of hitch hikers, as the story goes. Hooray, Hooray, I'm your silver lining. But now I'm gold. And the grass it was a-tickin and the sun was on the rise. I never felt so wicked as when I willed our love to die and I was your silver lining as the story goes. I was your silver lining but now I'm gold." -Rilo Kiley. Silver Lining.
[She Broke FREE. Just like me.]
Saturday
Lyrics & Indians
Some gal would giggle
And I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh
And I'd bust his head
I tell ya: Life ain't easy for a boy named Sue
Well I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my whits got keen
Roamed from town to town to hide my shame
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars...
-Johnny Cash.
My take on it: History is in everything.
This reading intertwines with Dundes.
No matter how far about some people want to pull them apart.
There is history to everything. Even a song.
[For the ones that write it and the ones that say it and the ones that hear it.]
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