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83. When I was young and free as a bird © 8 June 2018 |
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When I was young and free as a bird, as the wind, I knew every frog, every eel, every darting fish in the stream. I knew every wasp nest. I knew every empty and abandoned butterfly cocoon. I thought thoughts like a wild duck and could walk straight to their hidden nests. I knew the secrets of pied stilts on river beds where they laid eggs disguised as stones. I knew where to find peripatus resting in rotting logs. I knew when to go get the bull to put to the cow, and mark in the book when the calf was due. I could milk all the cows, the whole herd of 120, all by myself; and drive a tractor; and make hay while the sun shone. And then I went to high school and they made me take trigonometry. I couldn’t understand a thing. I liked Euclidean Geometry but they dropped that from the syllabus. They taught Shakespeare and I didn’t understand a word. They taught Bertolt Brecht and I didn’t understand a word. They taught T.S. Eliot and I didn’t understand a word. They taught physics and I didn’t understand a word. They taught chemistry and I didn’t understand a word. They made me read Darwin and Mendel and I didn’t understand a word. They taught Latin and I never knew what an ablative absolute was. They made me play sports and I could never comprehend the rules. And in between I’d go home and milk the cows. And then I went to university and they made me study Karlheinz Stockhausen, and Boulez and Messiaen. I couldn’t understand a thing. I liked playing Scarlatti on the piano but they dropped that from the syllabus. They taught John Dryden and I didn’t understand a word. They taught Samuel Beckett and I didn’t understand a word. They taught Teilhard de Chardin and I didn’t understand a word. They taught how to calculate the properties of a distant star and I didn’t understand a word. They taught Plato and Bertrand Russell and I didn’t understand a word. They made me read Clarissa and Joseph Andrews and I didn’t understand a word. The only thing I understood about Einstein was that he played the violin. They made me study deoxyribonucleic acid and it tied me up in knots. And in between I’d go home and milk the cows. The other day someone said have you noticed there are fewer birds about these days? I looked and counted 24 species out my window. I hadn’t looked for over fifty years. I should never have stopped milking cows. Funny how some things don’t work out. |