25 May 2008
When setting the table, I recite this rhyme for each place setting:
The fork is bereft on the left,
The cup, knife and spoon on the right,
The plate's in the middle,
The napkin (for spittle)
Beside the fork is polite.
[Credit is due to my mother, whom I love, who helped me compose this as a child. Incidentally, setting the table helps children learn the difference between the two sparkly colors- gold and silver.]
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I remember the rhyme originally saying "the napkin hugs the fork with its might." did you change it?
ah yes. I changed it when Gramms chastised me for putting the napkin under the fork: "This isn't a picnic Mal, there is no chance the napkins will blow away." and besides, if the rhyme has to be contrived, I at least wanted it to make sense.
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