Lullabies and Nursery Rhymes: Stuff that Nightmares are Made of?

Our ancestors had a strange sense of humour when it came to songs they created for their young.  I grew up singing and hearing: “Rockabye Baby,” ”Ring Around the Rosy,” and reciting “Mary, Mary Quite Contrary,” innocent to the possible literal interpretation of the words: falling from a branch to your death, dying of the plague, or the horror of a woman being beheaded.  I fell asleep into the peaceful ululation of my mother’s voice- only later did I realize the terror that my parents might be subjecting me to in my dreams.

“Rockabye Baby,” is probably the number one lullaby for babies and children.  Printed by John Newbery in 1765, the song itself is about the horror of a baby falling from a tree.  Then consider “My Baby Bumblebee” lyrics: a child crushing a baby bumblebee in its hands, and in some versions licking it off! We obviously have some cultural issues.

  Who hasn’t read the Mother Goose version of “The Three Blind Mice,” in which a woman cuts the tails off three optically challenged rodents? What about the fertile old lady who live in foot apparel, and beats her many children? Possibly our arachnophobic culture is the result of “Little Miss Muffet.”

I was pushed over the edge two days ago when I found out that we (Being ME, English speaking Canadian from Ontario) were not the only ones.  There is a larger international conspiracy to scare children through lullabies and nursery rhymes.

Yesterday, in an attempt to help teach my little girl French, we went through a Youtube version of “Alouette, Gentile Alouette.” The clip included the English lyrics with the French song. It only took a few lines before I learned my mistake: it was about plucking a bird!

Alouette, gentille Alouette

Lark, nice lark

Alouette, je te plumerai

Lark, I shall pluck you

Je te plumerai la tête

I shall pluck your head

(Je te plumerai la tête)

(I shall pluck your head)

Why do we make such gruesome lullabies to sing to our children?

John Belleden Ker, who wrote in the early nineteenth century, believed that many English nursery rhymes where written in ‘Low Saxon’ and an example of anti-clericalism of the time in which they were created. In the 1930, Katherine Elwes published a book that claimed many of these nursery rhymes could be traced to historical events in history.  It was Elwes who claimed “Ring Around the Rosy,” was based on the plague.

Armed with this new interpretation, our society attempted to cleanse the nursery rhymes of their ‘ick.’ New interpretations were created that whitewashed the gruesomeness of the rhymes of the past two centuries.

This reminds me of James Garner’s, “Politically Correct: The Ultimate Storybook.”  While based on longer fairy stories, Garner takes a satirical view at the need for political correctness. For example, Little Red Riding Hood is taking, “a basket of fresh fruit and mineral water to her grandmother’s house-not because this was womyn’s work, mind you, but because the deed was generous and helped engender a feeling of community.” (15)

In contrast, psychoanalyst Bruno Bettelheim, criticized this revision of these nursery rhymes on the grounds that the older more gruesome ones helped children and adults deal imaginatively with danger and violence.

For my own part, I believe that the rhymes that our ancestors sang and created where born of a different time than ours.  One did eat lark, one was likely to die young, and there were possibly more threats to survival than in our modern age. Should we change them? No. They are part of our cultural heritage.  They should open the dialogue for communication about history when a child is old enough to understand.

We should continue to add our own cultural footprint to the storehouse of lullabies and nursery rhymes that communicates something about our own time.  It might read something like,” poor little Joan, lost her cell phone,” or “poor little Dext, he couldn’t text.” OK, pretty bad, I know.  I’ll leave you to make up your own.  I’ll keep reading the classics to Morgan- even with all of their  passionate, gruesome intensity.

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William Burke: A Victim of His Own Dark Profession

In a strange twist of fate, William Burke became the victim of his own crime on January 28, 1829. His death mask, as well as his skeleton and a notebook made out of his skin remain. May I explain?

Burke was an Irish labourer who left his wife and children to find work in Edinburgh.  He moved into a lodging house in Tanners Corner, where he made good friends with the landlady and her new husband, William Hare. The old landlord had died strangely enough.

An old army pensioner died in Hare’s lodging-house, owing him four pounds.  Determined to get the money back, the men decided that they would sell the old man to science.

May I step outside of the current story to tell you about cadavers (dead bodies) in the early nineteenth century? Science and medicine were a developing profession at this period in history.  If you were a student training to be a doctor you had to train on a cadaver- meaning you had to pay for it. Legally cadavers could only be obtained if the person was a prisoner who was publicly executed.  For the 900 students who each needed a body, the declining public executions left a great demand for bodies (you probably can see where this is going). At this time period in history, loved ones of a dearly departed might include mortsafes over the grave of their loved one- literally bars over the coffin to keep grave robbers out.

Burke and Hare sold this poor man to science- his coffin was filled with sawdust. They received around seven pounds, and were drunk (probably both literally and figuratively) on the profits they could make.

They lured approximately 15 more victims to their death (usually strangling them), and then sold their bodies to science.  Most of the people were the most vulnerable members of society: the poor, sick and ladies of the street.  The bodies were purchased for around ten pounds apiece by a local anatomist Dr. Robert Knox. Who knows what he was thinking when he received so many bodies from two men- certainly not enough to turn them in to the police.

The men were discovered by lodgers, James and Anne Gray, in their rooming house (yes, they still kept that business).  The couple became suspicious when Hare would not let Anne retrieve her clothing from her room.  Returning later that night, the Gray’s were horrified when they found a dead woman under their bed.

Hare was given immunity from prosecution if he testified against Burke.  I’m sure he did so willingly.

On January 28, 1829, William Burke was publicly executed and then given to the Edinburgh Medical College to be publicly dissected.  Dr. Robert Knox was not invited.

The attending professor who did the dissection, Alexander Monro(who taught Charles Darwin), went so far as to dip his quill in the blood of Burke and write a brief memento of the experience. In an act that is inconceivable today, Burke was tanned, and certain objects were made out of his skin: specifically a pocket book and a calling card holder. These can be seen on exhibition at the Police Information Centre in Edinburgh. His bones and a plaster cast death mask, were kept for science, and are housed at the University of Edinburgh Anatomical Museum. Sounds like Hammurabi was the judge: eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth.

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The Truth about Rescue Annie

She is called the most ‘kissed face in history’, but we know her as Rescue Annie.  Most of us will at one time or another meet her in a First Aid class, and be forced to test our CPR techniques on her for a possible emergency.  She will be lying there all too lifelike but silent.

But she does have a story: she is the face of a woman who lived and died in the nineteenth century.

Nicknamed L’Inconnue de la Seine, she was pulled out of the Seine River in the 1880’s, as a possible suicide victim. A pathologist at the morgue was so taken by her beauty that he made a plaster cast death mask of her face. Her identity was never discovered.

Peter Safar was an Austrian, who moved to the States in the late forties, and worked as an anesthesiologist. Together with James Elam, the two discovered the CPR technique.  Needing a mannequin, the two turned to Asmund Laerdal, who was a Norwegian doll maker who fashioned Rescue Annie.  It is Laerdal who made the decision to give Annie the face of L’Inconnue de la Seine.  Perhaps for him it was a fitting combination: paring the face of a drowned woman with the hope of survival. A strange tale of Sleeping Beauty.

 

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World War One Photo: Cloth Hall in Ypres

ImageThe scribbled handwriting names this photo ‘the cloth hall in Ypres.’ Haunting as a ghost of itself; reminiscent of Henry the VIII’s destruction of the abbeys- only a few walls remain. The space is a barren land. It would take someone of great imagination to fashion what it would have looked like before the war. How did Belgium handle this violation?

Started in 1200 and considered complete on 1304, the Hall stood as a testament of the life of Gothic splendour: an ancient mall of sorts. Used as a storage house for textiles, on market day the place would have been be alive with industry in its primal sense: the sale of natural resources. The upper floors, harbour the more artistic rooms-frescoes and paintings that idealize the boom time of the hall- some 200 years in the middle ages. Here textile dealers would come to discuss and sell wares, the and profession. It was the life of the city.

The belfry, completed in 1201 was the locale of a strange ceremony in which black cats would be thrown- in the hope of banishing black magic from the town.  This ceremony is still followed- but granted, with stuffed cats.

But war will claim present and past. Germany will march through neutral Belgium in 1914, bringing Britain, and in turn Canada, into the Great War- the First World War.

In 1915, Ypres, and the cloth hall was overwhelmed by a series of attacks, the reason would be discovered later to be distracting the attention of the allies from Germany’s secret preparations of chlorine gas that were put into position for the Canadians and French colonial troops.  This gas would be used at the Second Battle of Ypres.

A rebuilding of the cloth hall started in 1928 and was completed in 1967. It is declared a World Heritage site by UNESCO, and houses the Flanders Fields Museum.

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Tsar Nicholas II: The Canadian Connection

Most of us have heard at least something about the tragedy of the Romanov family.  Tsar Nicholas was the head of an ancient regime that repressed its citizens, and committed millions of soldiers to death on the battlefield in World War One. As a punishment for the arrogance and threat of his position, the Red Russians murdered the Tsar and his immediate family. His four daughters didn’t die fast enough- the volley of bullets that rained down on them seemed to be repelled, and in the end they were bayoneted to death. Tsar Nicholas’ son, who was a hemophiliac, didn’t have a chance.

Few are aware there is a Canadian connection to this Russian monarchy. Tsar Nicholas II was the son of Tsar Alexander III, and one of six children- four boys and two girls.

Olga Alexandrovna was the youngest child of Tsar Alexander III, and sister to Tsar Nicholas. She was married to a man almost twice her age at 19.  It was believed that he was homosexual, and the marriage was never consummated.  In fact when Olga actually fell in love with someone and wanted her current marriage annulled her husband, Duke Peter Alexandrovich of Oldenburg, refused her request, but allowed her love to reside in the same residence.

It was Tsar Nicholas that would ultimately annul her sham marriage in 1916-13 years after she had initially fallen in love with Nikolai Kulikovsky. She was a second mother to Nicholas’ children, when their mother was overcome with depression.  She was the godmother to the youngest Anastasia, and she attended public events in the Tsarina’s stead when she was not able.

Compassionate by nature, she had built schools and learned the art of nursing in the first years of her marriage.  She also nursed soldiers on the battlefield of World War One.

After her brother abdicated, the whole Romanov family was under house arrest, and in danger of their lives.  Escaping to Crimea, all were sentenced to death, but the advance of the German army had given the Romanov’s the obfuscation they needed.  Olga’s mother, Maria, her husband two sons sister and nanny escaped to Denmark- her mother’s homeland.  At this point they still didn’t know the tragedy of Nicholas II and his wife and children.

It was only after her mother’s death, and the threat of Stalin’s wrath that Olga and her family decided to move to Canada in 1948. They owned a generous farm in Ontario- and Olga sold her paintings to support her charities.  She died in 1960- her sister, Xenia, who also immigrated to Canada, followed that same year.

It is an interesting tale of a tragic family. The stories she could share- I must read her biography!

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