The musical chamber of my heart was aching for a melody which was drifting around somewhere in my mind space. At first, a little persistent tune humming its way through. Then a few melodic phrases; “silver buttons all down her back, to see the elephant jump the fence, she jumped so high she touched the sky.” Finally, Miss Mary Mack, all dressed in black came streaming from my mouth while the rest of me folded clothes and did numerous chore things.
The voice I tried to imitate when I warbled belonged to a wonderful children’s folk singer from Chicago whose name, for the life of me, I could not recall. I was however, able to instantly remember every word to every song from her album which played over and over on the plastic record player when my children were young. As grandmothers often do, I obsessed over making sure that my grandchildren know this woman and her uniquely warm, giggly, fun, beautiful, interactive, music.
Google and I found her – Ella Jenkins! Need I say how thrilled I am? I even found a few YouTube videos of this grand lady, her Website, Facebook page and a picture of the beloved album cover along with how to order the CD on Amazon.com. It’s times like these that I really love technology. Guess what my grandchildren are getting for Christmas?