An unexpected pleasure of having children: remembering the extent to which fictional characters reach into real life. See Metamorphosis. Or below.
We’re in the car, on the way back from the beach, listening
to the soundtrack to O Brother, Where Art Thou? In particular, “I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow.” The car is otherwise quiet. Diana says, “You know, I always
sort of imagined that it was Eeyore who sang this song.”
If you're of a mind to, go and reread the truly excellent Winnie-the-Pooh. You'll see what she means (and have an excellent time while you're at it).
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That Diana is one smart cookie.
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Loooove W-ther-P!
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Ha! That’s great. And when Eeyore sang it, they had another donkey dub in the voice. At least our tots are referencing more than Miley Cyrus. Mine (age 5) came into my gym class and asked the instructor if she liked Jeff Buckley. (Hallelujah’s been on heavy rotation in the car.)
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We just listened to Pooh on CD in the car this summer. I, of course, fell in love with Eeyore all over again. He just ROCKS!
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One song can spark a moment. That sure is a beautiful song.
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That is so beautiful. I love that song, and the idea that it was Eeyore makes it so much more poignant. I’m sure Eeyore would be very quietly pleased to hear that someone had thought that of him.
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