Shaken Not Stirred

Friday, July 28, 2006

The Farmer in the Dell

I use to love that song as a child. What I didn't understand was the "cheese" standing alone. I remember singing the song in kindergarten and holding hands with other classmates in a circle form, with one person starting out as a farmer and then picking a wife, who picked a child, on down as the song progressed to a rat and then the cheese which stood alone.

My father's really good friend from medical school bought a farm in Ohio. We use to visit the farm while growing up (Charleston was only a three hour drive from their home). I can remember getting there as loving the fresh air and also the vast expanse of land. It's not that Charleston doesn't have fresh air, cause it does, but there was something about the rural air that seemed refreshingly clean.

This family didn't live in the typical farmhouse. The home was a modern one (architecturally) with huge glass windows and an "A" frame sort of shape. And the silo which rose in its background looked funny and out of place. But playing around that silo and the pond which lay about 500 feet from their home was the best.

I remember one of the children telling us that if they wanted to keep the animals on their farm, they had to care for them. Their horses stable was cleaned out by them and the cows were fed by them. I remember thinking that it was "hard" labor. But as I grew older, I realized that it helped to build character in my family friends. Each of my childhood friends that helped to sustain that farm grew up into successful adults, independent, responsible and just salt of the earth people. They grew to learn the value of food and had the calluses to prove it. Despite being children of extremely affluent physicians, they grew up unspoiled by materialism.

Looking back, I think I know why the cheese stood alone. It's because the cheese prided itself on being the food that sustained the whole hierarchy!!

16 Comments:

  • Angel,
    I've never heard that song.You're gonna have to type the lyrics LOL

    By Blogger Ben, at 12:18 PM  

  • Maybe the cheese stood alone because someone cut it.

    By Blogger :P fuzzbox, at 6:06 PM  

  • Heh, nothing wrong with being the cheese!

    When I was growing up I helped my friends on their farm, and my family also had an acre that was mostly vegetable garden. My dad always did claim it built character. :)

    By Blogger Spider Girl, at 6:50 PM  

  • thanks for your two cents about the symphony. a couple of days ago you mentioned watching the nightly news, remember the news is heavily biased towards the business community since their salaries are paid by advertisers

    By Blogger Kyle Foley, at 9:59 PM  

  • lyrics please

    By Blogger Maddy, at 12:45 AM  

  • Aw - this is a really sweet post. I can only remember the first one or two lines of the song - I can't get all the way to the cheese. But I like what you're saying. Good one.

    By Blogger Karen Little, at 1:21 PM  

  • The cheese stood alone b/c it was stinky. Were you stinky? lol.

    By Blogger Lindsey, at 9:09 PM  

  • That's one theory.

    Another theory is that the cheese was limburger and just reeked so bad it had to be alone for everyone's safety.

    -- david

    By Blogger David Amulet, at 12:33 PM  

  • Yeah I think that it is because the cheese stunk. Not too sure though.

    Scott

    By Blogger Scott, at 2:39 PM  

  • There's a great book called, "I am the Cheese" and it gets its title from that song.

    The cheese stands alone. And that's what the main character has to face - being alone.

    By Blogger The Phoenix, at 5:54 PM  

  • cheesy post you funny fellow!!

    By Blogger sophie, at 8:45 PM  

  • I bet you were the cutest little kid standing in the game holding hands with the other children.
    Thanks for the memory!

    By Blogger Lee Ann, at 11:34 PM  

  • Fuzz is cracking me up.

    I remember that song so well. And having grown up on a farm, I can appreciate the work ethic it instills.

    By Blogger siren, at 12:54 PM  

  • Pass some bread with that cheese! How many times has this been said?!

    By Anonymous Babette, at 1:53 PM  

  • who cut the cheese?

    By Blogger vani, at 9:43 PM  

  • I loved that song, too, but we didn't sing it holding hands :-)

    Poor cheese... so alone in this world.

    By Blogger missy, at 3:54 AM  

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