I had forgotten how many memories I had when I watched Mary Poppins after almost two decades. She recreated the same magic on me all over again. And Mary Poppins sprinkled her magic charm on my baby too. I will not forget the awe-struck look on her face ever...cos it somewhere resembled mine.
My forever favourite parts are the song and dance sequences, but naturally. But, I now have a new realisation of how a laugh and its joy actually makes us all lighter from within, that you get the power to float. Floating is truly a strength. And I don't want to be sad for long to bring me crashing down, even though its gentle. The scene with Uncle Albert is a classic.
Mary Poppins has given life a new description...with a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down now having another interpretation...with a spoonful of tomatoes makes the vegetables go down....See what I mean by her ever-lasting charm.
Of course "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" say it when you really have nothing to say. Oh! I will use it for sure, now that I really have the need to use it often. And I am hoping it will start making some sense...
And as we hum Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cher-ee....A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be... I hope we get to create our own little magic from time to time. Sing along, hum along, live along...here are the words:
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too
Now as the ladder of life
'As been strung
You may think a sweep's
On the bottommost rung
Though I spends me time
In the ashes and soot
In this 'ole wide world
There's no 'appier bloke
Up where the smoke is
All billered and curled
'Tween pavement and stars
Is the chimney sweep world
When the's 'ardly no day
Nor 'ardly no night
There's things 'alf in shadow
And 'alf way in light
On the roof tops of
Coo, what a sight!
I choose me bristles with pride
Yes, I do
A broom for the shaft
And a broom for the flume
Though I'm covered with soot
From me 'ead to me toes
A sweep knows 'e's welcome
Wherever 'e goes
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
When you're with a sweep
You're in glad company
No where is there
A more 'appier crew
Than them wot sings
"Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
On the chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!
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