Seuss inspirations on a normal day

23 06 2011

 

When I sat in the car the other day the inspiration came to me.  Within a few short minutes I had seen a lady being knocked down by a boda-boda (not a serious injury, thankfully.), a huge cow’s head being carried home (the horns were sticking out under a rag) and a Mzungu rasta – just one of the diverse sights in a very normal morning here! I realized that each one could be so unusual in ‘civilisation’ by itself – it immediately sprouted lines from Dr Seuss. 

 

This was my first thought: 

Oh, the Places You’ll Go!                      clip_image001          

"You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
Any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And
you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll
decide where to go."

Oh! The Places You’ll Go!

You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.

You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.”

(I will not use the entire poem here but it is GREAT!  Go read it!)

 

SOOOOO – here is my parody, with an average day in mind:

 

Oh the sees you can see,

Oh the sees you can see

If you open your eyes in Town Mbale!

 

See a cow on a bike-

Well, its horns like a spike

Sticking out of a box.

Oh it’s the head of the cow, just the head for a meal

Some beef brain stew supper- does that appeal?

 

Think a hop to the shop , be a comer to Bam

See a white-rasta-hair-do

Or lovely black nun.

See a sticky-picky driver, pinky stinky T-shirt

Knocking walky-stalk lady down into the dirt.

 

See big bags of beans piled in upside-down cones,

See blood red fillet steak cut from the bones.

See dried fish with brown tails; brown rice in weight scales

To park at the market for looky-see zones.

 

Oh the sees you can see,

Oh the sees you can see,

When in our Mbale.

 

(A picky is another name for boda-boda driver ; the motorbike taxis ubiquitous here.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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