In the morning meeting at the girls’ school, they sing a patriotic song each day. They’ll stick with one song for a while before rotating on to another one. The girls started singing bits and pieces of songs last year sometime, and it made me think we hadn’t sung any of those at home.
The girls know scores of kiddie songs from the CDs we’ve been listening to since they were tiny, but I have to credit their school for their knowledge of some [arguably more important] tunes.
The girls know all the words to the Star Spangled Banner, and they love it. Yankee Doodle, God Bless America, and America, the Beautiful are also among their favorites.
I just have to chuckle sometimes at how much the girls love to sing these songs. It’s not unusual over the past few months for us to be driving down the road, belting out our national anthem (in terrible harmony, I might add…but that’s part of the chuckle, I guess). If someone is having a challenging moment, I’ve even used one of these songs to refocus their attention. In no time, they’re lost in the lyrics, singing their little hearts out.
As I was planning to write this down, it occurred to me that I had similar swells of patriotism when I was a little girl. I was probably a little older – as I remember I was already pretty good at whistling – but my one of my very favorite songs was Hail to the Chief.
(My mom drove my dad’s truck for a while, and I remember she’d laugh. “What? Do you think the president is sitting in the back of the truck?!” HA! That always made me chuckle, too.)
Maybe it’s a little kid thing…or maybe it’s just coincidence…but I am grateful to the girls’ school for instilling a love of patriotic songs. And I’m thankful for recalling such a fun memory from my childhood. May these be fun memories the girls will one day recall themselves.