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An Aphorism a Day Keeps the Doctor AwayWhen I was little, my mom had a proverb for every occasion. Looking back, I can’t help but feel as though someone played on her repression that if you “Sing before breakfast, [you’ll] cry before supper.” As I write – on New Year’s Day, 2006 – I’m at a friend’s home and there’s no wireless Internet connection. I’m uncomfortable tying up her phone line with Google searches, so I’m just going to have to go with a few notes I left in the word processor. Among them, however, was one similar to that above. The author wrote, “When my children came down for breakfast, cheerfully singing a little tune, I cried out, ‘Sing before breakfast and cry before noon!’ “After all, I had learned that from my mom and my granny, so it must be true, right? As a child, I even found myself watching through the day, on guard and afraid, waiting for the moment that I would burst into tears. I was never disappointed.” How sad to place such a burden on a child whose only trespass was singing. Many of the so-called domestic proverbs were prohibitive, not to mention anonymous. At least Mom’s were. “Don’t leave your hat on a bed.” I suppose there was a chance you’d squash it, if you sat down on the bed carelessly. Except we were also admonished not to sit on beds. I was raised to the tune of guidelines that forbade opening an umbrella in the house and sewing a button on a garment someone is wearing. All practical, I guess. The one about the umbrella, for instance, protects us from awkward children wielding an umbrella in a room full of Hummel figurines. And depending on the location of the wayward button, a carelessly placed needle “sews bad luck,” indeed, not to mention inflicting bodily harm. There are a lot of warnings in folklore against working on the Sabbath. My mom’s favorite, as I recall, was “What you sew on Sunday, you’ll rip out on Monday.” Another version adds “with your nose.” You know, I really didn’t plan to start this column this way, especially at New Year’s, but I guess I can say I saved the best for last. While reading recently, I tripped over a word that I didn’t immediately recognize: Aphorism. Googled it, and found this definition: “A brief saying embodying a moral, a concise statement or precept given in pointed words.” The Thesaurus offered numerous synonyms for aphorism: maxim, proverb, epigram, adage, motto and more. There are subtle differences among them, but none I’d worry too much about. For instance this particular Thesaurus says a motto expresses aims, character, or guiding principles: “Exuberance over taste” is my motto. Samuel Johnson left us with an epigram when he called remarriage a “triumph of hope over experience.” You’ll know the author of at least some of these aphorisms, a man who added laughter to the language. If the wolf had ever come to our back door, he’d have had to bring a picnic lunch. Happy New Year! login to post comments | Sallie Satterthwaite's blog |