Mother Goose Day is celebrated on May 1. The day was created in 1987 by Gloria T. Delamar, who is the founder of the Mother Goose Society. It was created as a day to appreciate nursery rhymes and stories.
The term “Mother Goose” dates back to the 1650’s. It referred to stories such as Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood and Sleeping Beauty. These stories were written by numerous authors and “Mother Goose” is a concept rather than an individual. (Source: the Mother Goose Society.)
How to blog about Mother Goose Day:
- Zoologist: Explain the difference between ducks, swans and geese.
- Poet: Share how Mother Goose rhymes influenced your love of words.
- Teacher: Describe the role of Mother Goose rhymes in learning to read.
- Chef: Share your favorite goose recipe.
When I was in high school, our biology teacher took us to visit a local blood bank. We were able to observe people giving blood and – as a special treat – hold a warm bag of blood. For some of my classmates, this experienced solidified that they wanted a career in medicine.
When it was my turn to hold the bag of blood, it was all I could do not to faint. It felt creepy and wrong. I hated holding the essence of life in my hands. Even now, forty years later, I get queasy when I think of that day in a church basement.
I had the opposite feeling with writing. I fell in love with words at an early age. I admired anyone who used words to craft characters and bring ideas to life. I wrote my first novel when I was six and knew words were the connection to my heart.
Today, blog about a defining moment in your career. What was the “warm bag of blood” in your life?
The phrase “double whammy” originated in the United States, where a “whammy” meant an evil influence or hex. “Whammy” first appeared in the Syracuse Herald Journal in 1939 and referred to baseball.
“Double whammy” was first used in a 1941 Oakland Tribune article related to boxing. It means a devastating blow, setback or catastrophe. (Source: http://www.phrases.org.uk)
Jodi Picoult is my favorite fiction writer and her latest book — Leaving Time: A Novel — did not disappoint me. It’s the story of a young girl named Jenna, who was abandoned by her mother, an elephant researcher. Her father, also a brilliant researcher, is mentally ill and institutionalized. Thirteen-year-old Jenna convinces a retired detective and a psychic to help her find her mother.
The story is interwoven with two elephant research facilities in the United States and the plight of African elephants. Since Jenna’s mother was studying grief, you learn a great deal about how elephants handle loss. I found this part of the book heart-wrenching. You will never look at these animals in the same light after you learn about their poaching and mistreatment.
The story line is complex and engaging. And the ending took me by surprise. This is another amazing book by Jodi Picoult.