Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a song from your childhood.” Think of a song from your childhood and just write. Have fun!

It just so happens that I have been editing that part of my memoir this week. I was always singing. So Mom put me with her piano teacher, Mrs. Skinner.

There was a primer. It was green. In the first few pages, we’re tracings of my five year old hands labeled with fingering and the first ten notes of the piano staff. Thumbs, middle C, pinkies F left hand, G right hand. The first song was Typewriter. There was the Windsock song. I hum it when we walk near our little airport. I don’t quite remember all the words. But my hands still remember how to play it.

Then there was the Eskimo song. Once again, the words escape me, but muscle memory is strong!

My favorite song was Mister Dragon 🐉🐲 (those emojis came up while typing–I couldn’t resist!)

Mister Dragon, tail a-wagging,

All you say is Boo!

Mister Dragon, Tail a-wagging,

I’m not scared of you!

And I can still play it! That book was so much fun. Mrs. Skinner had me color the pictures. When I learned a song, she pulled out her box of stickers. Some of the pages had so many stickers on them you could barely make out the music.

With all the moves, and giving piano lessons to my own students, that book is gone. And I can’t seem to find that book, even on Google. Does anyone remember it? I’d at least like to include pictures and the name of the book in my Memoir, Moving.

Ah, now that earworm is loose!🐉🐲🎵🎶🎼