Well,
I've been getting rumblings from the new school lately, so haven't had the energy to post much.
But I did look up the lyrics from that song from begining of "The Sound of Music" where folks are complaining about "Maria" - I don't know how she solved her problems, but I had to laugh:
She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee
Her dress has got a tear
She waltzes on her way to Mass
And whistles on the stair
She's always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She's always late for everything
Except for every meal
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!
Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
When I'm with her I'm confused
Out of focus and bemused
And I never know exactly where I am
Unpredictable as weather
She's as flighty as a feather
She's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!
She'd outpester any pest
Drive a hornet from its nest
She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
She is gentle! She is wild!
She's a riddle! She's a child!
She's a headache! She's an angel!
She's a girl!
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
Does that about sum it up for you to, dear?
Trin
