Friday, October 31, 2008

Sing Along With Betty

OK, Bossy Betty Fans! Whenever that Collared Lizard appears, it means just one thing: Sing-Along time with Betty! I believe that singing should be an essential part of your daily routine. My hope is to create a
Pavlovian response to the Collared Lizard (both plastic and real) causing my readers to burst into song whenever they see one. Let us all sing with the bravado that the lizard shows!

Today's selection is a favorite among English teachers. My friend Jim reminded me of it about a week ago, and I have been humming this ditty in my head ever since then. (Thanks, Jim!)

Emily Dickinson may have been a strange little lady, but boy, howdy, could she write a poem when she wanted to and the amazing thing is that all of her poems can be sung to the tune of "The Yellow Rose of Texas." So here's one for you to try out.

Let's do it together! Everybody!

Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me;
And the carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
and I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school where children strove,
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice in the ground.

Since then 'tis centuries; and yet
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.

Repeat as necessary throughout the day or whenever you see a Collared Lizard. Betty salutes you!


Susan said...

Hey, we call that lizard a "frilled lizard" in our house, and he used to sing to my nephews whenever I would babsysit them when they were little..."Frilled lizard likes to sing! Frilled lizard likes to sing!!!" Of course frilled lizard had an operatic voice and caused my nephews to laugh until they were red in the face or peeing in their pants! So I already have that pavlovian response to the lizard!

Anonymous said...


I am so happy you need not be trained to sing upon sighting the Frilled (Collared) Lizard! Say, aren't you or Jim responsible for the presence of this lizard in our home?

Glad his picture brought back good memories. Keep singing!