I’m going out to buy a record player today. Yes, I am cutting edge.
I’ve kept only one toy from my childhood.. a brown stuffed dog named Jingles. The pup was a gift on my fifth birthday from my Grandmother… and was my cherished companion every night when I slept. Many nights I cuddled Jingles.. whispering secrets.. sometimes a few tears…
Jingles disappeared at one point around the time I was about 30. I figured it would turn up eventually.. somewhere in the house. Around the same time, one of my daughter’s first toys.. a small black lamb named “Bobby” (get it? Baaaaaabby…) also went missing. Despite many searches, they remained lost.
Flash forward five years.. one day I was taking my son Josh to school and was having a chat with his grade 2 teacher when I looked down at the toy shelf.. and there was Jingles! “That’s my dog!” I exclaimed and went on to “prove” it.. one of Jingles eyes was chipped.. and he had a wire inside him to hold his shape.. it was still bent inside from my many nights of cuddling…
And sitting beside Jingles… was Bobby!!
Mrs. Hardy and I figured out that Katy brought the toys for show and tell and forgot them. They had been sitting in her class ever since.. being played with by countless children over the course of 5 years.. Thankfully, Mrs. Hardy let me take both toys back.. Obviously, we were meant to get Jingles and Bobby back…. Katy and both have these precious childhood souvenirs on display in our respective bedrooms.
Twice recently I had occasion to talk about another childhood toy.. the Mickey Mouse record player.
My sisters and I received it for Christmas from Santa one year along with 100 kids 45’s .. we had picked it out ourselves whilst browsing through the Sears Wish Book. That Santa is SMRT.
We’d play all the records.. and dance around..
My youngest sister, Lara, was very fond of the record player and would play music all day long while Barb and I were at school. In particular, Lara enjoyed “The Elephant Song”. She would play the same 45 over, and over, and over…. again. My mother drew little elephants on the label so that Lara would know which record it was..
This song has special notoriety in my family as a result.. .when we were much younger, the three of us started “performing” the song for our cousins and such amid much laughter. There’s a musical interlude in the song.. and when singing it at one point for said relatives, when we got to that part, we elected to insert a “nose solo”. It brought the house down.
As a result of our unique singing ability, my sisters and I have been coerced into singing said musical masterpiece at various family functions.. particularly weddings…. the nose solo is still the highlight of the tune.
So twice in the last week the subject of the infamous Elephant Song and the Mickey Mouse Record player has come up. I’ve never been able to find this song on the interwebs.. and I’ve never run across anyone else who’s even heard of the song.. until I sing it for them in my most operatic vibrato… Katy and I even performed the song one evening for her boyfriend… and yes, he lost it at the nose solo….
I was out for a walk yesterday and while waltzing down King Street I looked into a store window… and there it was!! The Mickey Mouse record player! Mickey’s outstretched arm across the turntable as if he was pointing at me.. “Beth! Look! It’s your old pal Mickey!”
I am a huge believer in “signs”.. and this one was certainly directed at me. On the turntable? No, not the elephant song, but a 45 about “Meditation and Self Realization”… message noted, Universe.
I’ve been re-evaluating and soul searching and working on various self improvement for a while now.. and I certainly believe this message was aimed directly at me.. plus, the thought of that record player and the joy it brought us brings back many happy memories..
I had dogs with me, so couldn’t go in… I called the store later in the day and yes, it’s for sale. I’m going to get it today… and perhaps look through their 45’s for the aforementioned paean to pachyderms…
I’ve never, ever lost an elephant… but I did lose my stuffed dog once.. but more importantly, I’m continually finding out more about myself every day.The Elephant Song Have you ever ever lost an elephant? It’s really quite a silly thing to do But there’s something even sillier.. and that is losing two And that’s what we have done today.. Arthur and Celeste have run away.. Their mother’s crying and worried so… oh where oh where did our elephants go? We have lost 2 little elephants.. we’re looking north and south and east and west.. for two thousand pounds of dear little elephants.. named Arthur and Celeste. (insert nose solo) And that’s what we have done today.. Arthur and Celeste have run away.. Their mother’s crying and worried so… oh where oh where did our elephants go? We have lost 2 little elephants.. we’re looking north and south and east and west.. for two thousand pounds of dear little elephants.. named Arthur and Celeste… Arthur and Celeste…. Arthur and Celeste…..Arthur! Celeste!….
Life: The universe is conspiring on my behalf Love: I love when interesting things happen Pants: Walking a lot every day.. for exercise and for the adventures!