"My Sarah, Sarah" Whatever Will Be Will Be

With all the turmoil and serious problems surrounding and invading us these days, I figure you could use a light moment. I know I could! I found this comedian, Paul Aldrich, who does a parody of Sarah Palin (not a mean one). Because he uses a song I remember very well, it not only made me smile, but it brought back memories of younger days.

Que Sera Sera by Oscar-winning composer Ray Evans

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours, to see,
Que Sera, Sera.
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day?
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see.
Que Sera, Sera.
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own;
They ask their mother, what will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours, to see.
Que Sera, Sera.
What will be, will be.

So, I'm sharing it with you. Hope you enjoy the lighter moment!



Are you smiling? I sure hope so!

2008 April Lorier

APRIL LORIER - So. California. An award-winning poet, inspirational author and speaker. A survivor of both child abuse and adult domestic abuse, April inspires women to be all that God designed them to be! She first gained recognition as a children's rights crusader while successfully fighting for the passage of the Child Abuse and Neglect Reporting Act (CANRA), which was signed into law by Ronald Reagan. Her book God's Battered Child: Journey From Abuse to Leader is available on her blogs, her websites, and in online stores.

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Why Doesn't 'Buick' Rhyme With 'Quick'?

One of my Hispanic neighbors helps me stay up on what Spanish I know. We have some funny discussions about the other's language. I constantly ask her about some of the expressions I hear George Lopez utter, and it amazes me how one expression can mean five different things depending on how he says it. She, on the other hand, thinks English is mostly crazy, and I have to agree.

I can imagine explaining to a young child that there is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger. And a pineapple comes from neither a pine tree nor an apple tree.

Imagine trying to explain that English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France . And then there are those sweetbreads which are not sweet, nor bread, and sweetmeats which are candies!

We take English for granted but if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers "write" but fingers don't "fing"? Why don't grocers "groce"? And why don't hammers "ham"?

If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices?

Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? Come on, try. I dare you!

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers "praught"? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.

In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? In what language do people ship by truck and send cargo by ship? And why do we have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down; a language in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

And why doesn't 'Buick' rhyme with 'quick'? Oh, now I have a headache!

(c) 2008 April Lorier

APRIL LORIER - So. California. An award-winning poet, inspirational author and speaker. A survivor of both child abuse and adult domestic abuse, April inspires women to be all that God designed them to be! She first gained recognition as a children's rights crusader while successfully fighting for the passage of the Child Abuse and Neglect Reporting Act (CANRA), which was signed into law by Ronald Reagan. Her book God's Battered Child: Journey From Abuse to Leader is available on her blogs and in online stores.

Inspiration and Encouragement | Whispers from God's Spirit