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Please forgive me if I've posted this before. I can't recall.

ORIGINAL VERSION

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe

She had so many children she didn't know what to do.

She gave them some broth without any bread,

Then whipped them all soundly

And put them to bed.

REVISED

By Jordan Riak

There was an old woman

Who lived in a shoe.

She was a kindhearted mom

Who knew exactly what to do.

She raised all her children

With patience and love.

Never once did she give them

A spank, shake or shove.

Her children all learned

To be gentle toward others,

And good parents too

When they became fathers and mothers.

From their days in the shoe

They learned this about living:

Kindness, not force,

Is the gift that keeps giving.

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I don't remember your posting that updated nursery rhyme before, so thanks for

posting it now. It makes a great deal of sense to me. Thumb's up! And it

reminds me of another poem or essay I've always liked, that my Sister sent me a

long time ago.

It's called " Children Learn What They Live " by Dorothy Law Nolte, Ph.D. Here's

the link:

http://www.empowermentresources.com/info2/childrenlearn-long_version.html

These poems and others like them would work well as material for a class on how

to be a good-emough parent.

Anyway. I agree that poetry and the other arts are healthy, positive ways we

can express our pain and ameliorate the damage done to us.

-Annie

>

> Please forgive me if I've posted this before. I can't recall.

>

>

> ORIGINAL VERSION

> There was an old woman who lived in a shoe

> She had so many children she didn't know what to do.

> She gave them some broth without any bread,

> Then whipped them all soundly

> And put them to bed.

>

>

> REVISED

> By Jordan Riak

>

> There was an old woman

> Who lived in a shoe.

> She was a kindhearted mom

> Who knew exactly what to do.

>

> She raised all her children

> With patience and love.

> Never once did she give them

> A spank, shake or shove.

>

> Her children all learned

> To be gentle toward others,

> And good parents too

> When they became fathers and mothers.

>

> From their days in the shoe

> They learned this about living:

> Kindness, not force,

> Is the gift that keeps giving.

>

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That's nice. Thank you for sharing it!

>

> I don't remember your posting that updated nursery rhyme before, so thanks for

posting it now. It makes a great deal of sense to me. Thumb's up! And it

reminds me of another poem or essay I've always liked, that my Sister sent me a

long time ago.

>

> It's called " Children Learn What They Live " by Dorothy Law Nolte, Ph.D.

Here's the link:

>

> http://www.empowermentresources.com/info2/childrenlearn-long_version.html

>

> These poems and others like them would work well as material for a class on

how to be a good-emough parent.

>

> Anyway. I agree that poetry and the other arts are healthy, positive ways we

can express our pain and ameliorate the damage done to us.

>

> -Annie

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Really loved the revised poem, thanks for posting it.

>

> Please forgive me if I've posted this before. I can't recall.

>

>

> ORIGINAL VERSION

> There was an old woman who lived in a shoe

> She had so many children she didn't know what to do.

> She gave them some broth without any bread,

> Then whipped them all soundly

> And put them to bed.

>

>

> REVISED

> By Jordan Riak

>

> There was an old woman

> Who lived in a shoe.

> She was a kindhearted mom

> Who knew exactly what to do.

>

> She raised all her children

> With patience and love.

> Never once did she give them

> A spank, shake or shove.

>

> Her children all learned

> To be gentle toward others,

> And good parents too

> When they became fathers and mothers.

>

> From their days in the shoe

> They learned this about living:

> Kindness, not force,

> Is the gift that keeps giving.

>

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