Now, that's what one is used to coming across: someone gets so deeply entrenched that the effect is permanent. When I was first learning German I was taught a little rhyme (I can still even sing it):
Bet, Kindlein, bet: Morgen kommt der Schwed; Morgen kommt der Oxenstiern' Der wird dem Kindlein beten lern'
(Apologies for any dodgy spelling or grammar - this was 50 years ago).
However, the thing about my grandmother's experience was that it was within family memory. For all I know it was her grandmother who frightened my grandmother with it; and my grandmother was the other person who scrupulously avoided frightening me with it. It wasn't just history; it was quite possibly just two degrees of separation.
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Date: 2012-02-16 01:09 pm (UTC)Bet, Kindlein, bet:
Morgen kommt der Schwed;
Morgen kommt der Oxenstiern'
Der wird dem Kindlein beten lern'
(Apologies for any dodgy spelling or grammar - this was 50 years ago).
However, the thing about my grandmother's experience was that it was within family memory. For all I know it was her grandmother who frightened my grandmother with it; and my grandmother was the other person who scrupulously avoided frightening me with it. It wasn't just history; it was quite possibly just two degrees of separation.