Have you ever wondered what nursery rhymes do they teach our kids? What they really mean? What they actually teach?
The are the poems that I was practically raised with. Me being the youngest sibling, was obviously born hearing these rhymes as my sibling practiced them over and over.
Let me show take your attention to these rhymes in details and remember, the kids start hearing these poems from Age 1. Umm no no. I am not going to find any Zionist or subliminal messages, just opening your eyes to these rhymes.
Lets begin with :
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
So this is a poem where we teach our Kids that there are two brothers and sisters who go up the hill to bring water that their mother must have asked them so she may cook, but eventually Jack falls down and gets hurt and so does Jill.
Wow very sweet.
Hush a bye baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
So let’s clear a few doubts. The baby is in the cradle and the cradle is on a tree top? Totally normal, ain’t in. We all have our babies in cradle over tree tops. Duh what’s so weird about that? The bough breaks and the cradle falls along with the baby and the branch. Ummm so what. Its just a little infant baby falling from a tree top.
Yankee Doodle came to town,
A-ridin’ on a pony;
He stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.
Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle Dandy;
Mind the music and the steps
And with the girls be handy.
Now isn’t Yankee Doodle your role model being so handy with the girls? A guy who rides a pony and has feather in the hat which he assumes to be macaroni is asked to keep it up. All he has to do is dance properly and be handy with girls?
Sat on a wall,
Had a great fall;
All the king’s horses
And all the kings men,
Couldn’t put Humpty
Why are all these rhymes talking about falling and breaking and hurting?
A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,
And on the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it,
And, on the way I dropped it.
A little boy picked it up,
And put it in his pocket.
Seriously? Really? Are you in your senses? You call this a nursery rhyme for a 2 year old kid talking about love letters? When we are fed this stuff since childhood, what else do you expect when we grow up.
I know these poems are just rhymes but honestly I do not like what these poems can do to a naive mind. A 2 year old kid’s mind is nurturing and growing. These rhymes are PATHETIC.
For sure, My kids are never hearing these poems from me or their teachers. Only the one I select for them. The ones that are not talking about violence, or falling or love or a lady 🙂 🙂 🙂