Inky pinky

@VKXY62 (1605)
Australia
February 11, 2007 4:52pm CST
Here's a silly little ditty, that won me contest in primary school, I thought I would fail for sure, we had to get up and sing a song. I didn't know any, so, I said this. Inky pinky ponky, daddy bought a donkey, donkey died, daddy cried, inky pinky ponky. All the other kids liked it, and they were the voters, surprise, surprise, surprise, (Hello Gomer) I won, yay ! Can you ad to the silliness?
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• United States
12 Feb 07
Well, I didn't create anything original, but looking back on what I did do, I still giggle. I'm in first grade (6 years old), and I have a horrible classroom habit: I sing. Any song on the radio, from beginning to end. So, I'm coloring or painting or whatever I was supposed to be doing, just singing away when my teacher says "Joyce, would you like to come in front of the CLASS and sing?". I understood this as an invitation, not a threat. So, during lunch recess, I invite one of my best friends, Dawn, to practice with me. When the bell rang for afternoon class, I went up to my teacher, Mrs. Koenig, and announced, "I'm ready!". "Ready for what???", she couldn't imagine. "To sing (duh)...". She could only laugh (I didn't understand why at the time.). So Dawn and I had our first gig, singing McCartney's 'Let 'em in'.
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@VKXY62 (1605)
• Australia
13 Feb 07
Aah ha ha, good on you. Before I went to school I went to kindergarten for a year. I remember the building and have been back for a look a couple of times. I remember the Nun's that taught us and looked after us little tackers. They wore the standard long black habit and big white hat. I remember also they actually did a good job too, because I knew the alphabet forwards and believe it or not backwards before I went to prep school. What I remember the most is actually my very forst day at kindergarten. Now, I was born in Australia. I have never left the country. But, because both my parents are Scottish, and have a really nice broad Scottish accent, and me not really spending much time with anyone else in Auatralia. I had a really broad Scottish accent when I spoke. Five years old, really broad Scottish accent. I am standing with a Nun in front of a blackboard against a long wall and she is introducing me to the other children at kindergarten, because she is integrating me and it's my first day. "O.K. children, I want you all to meet a new boy to our kindergarten, his name is Kevin, and he's Scottish!" ???? Bang! she had my instant attention. That's not right, what she just said. I thought to myself. So, I looked at all the other kids, and said, in a really broad Scottish accent, "No am no, I'm an Aust(RRRR)aliun!"
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• United States
13 Feb 07
Love your phonetic transcription! In middle school, one of my best friends was Scottish American; her older brother was born in Scotland, then her parents moved here to the U.S. They had the HEAVIEST accents! Somehow, I made my way into the family (they were very closed off) and got invited to a picnic for the Scottish Culture Society or whatever it was (they sang, danced, reminisced). So, there I am at this picnic, asking my friend, "Are you SURE that's English???". It took me years to grow Scottish ears! My friend and her brother both had these slight suggestions of Scot in their American English, both in pronunciation and idiomatic expression. As kids, it made them outsiders. I guess, as adults, it makes them interesting.
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@VKXY62 (1605)
• Australia
14 Feb 07
Ha ha, yes, I can relate to a lot about them. They might have gone to a ceilah, gathering, or a tattoo. I really like watching the caber toss, eh, I've been to few. The Scottish accent is probably an addictive one, forcing you to adapt or just feel plain.