I called Mama yesterday morning before I got tied up in
meetings. I usually make the call between 8 and 8:30 a.m. Mama was just getting
out to tend to the animals and some of them were complaining. After all, the sun
had been up for several hours by that time. The horse was stationed by her feed
box, nickering. The chickens were clucking and crowing because they had heard
her voice and were anxious to be let out. The calves were bawling in protest of
the lack of sweet feed in their feeding box. All this going on and the first
words out of her mouth to me were, “We have a horse calf…and it sounds like a
chicken.”
For those not used to conversing with Mama that particular
statement would be difficult to digest, but I have grown adept in “Mama speak”.
I just smiled. ‘A horse calf?” I asked. “Well, you know what I mean. Speckles
is hoarse this morning and his bawl sounds like one of the young roosters
trying to crow. I just thought it was funny.” She was right. It was funny.
In other animal news Mama sent a bag of plastic turtles to
each of the grandsons. At least that is my understanding. I never got to see
them. Anyway, the boys were both thrilled to get them, especially Grant who has
a large collection of animals of every sort. They were immediately set out in
order – in a circle. “Turtles,” he explained “always get in a circle.” A circle
of turtles sounded good but I took the time to look up the proper definition of
a group of turtles. It is a bale or a nest of turtles. Since nests are
generally round, he is quite correct in encircling them.
It put me in mind of the words we use to address a gathering
of animals, etc. We know many of the common references like a bevy of quail or
a flock of geese, but there are some really good references: an army of frogs,
a murder of crows, a bed of clams, an intrusion of cockroaches, a business of
flies, a clutch of chicks, a brace of ducks, a cast of hawks, a convocation of
eagles, etc.
Several on the more interesting side are a wake of buzzards,
(It may take a minute to get that one.), a charm of finches, a scold of jays, a
tiding of magpies, a bask of crocodiles, and a plague of locusts. I am not
entirely sure if the naming references above are generally accepted but the
list I found seemed pretty complete. It was fun to reacquaint the associations
of words and creatures.
At church last night we had a missionary from Uganda. His
visit brought the remembrance the many memories of people I was introduced to
in my youth because of my father’s interest in world missions. Many of those
memories are of two particular gentlemen from Uganda, Gus Marway and Phillip
Pagibo. Both are long ago gone home to be with the Lord.
Their memory still stirs my heart for the people of Africa.
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