Old Rhymes in New Cities
I don’t know about you but I grew up in the burbs. Actually beyond the burbs – I think the accurate Aussie term for it would be “whoop-whoop”. While not knocking ‘whoop-whoop’, who on earth would NOT feel jealous of this little girl’s lifestyle? Perched up in the Docklands, with nothing but scenic city views as far as the eye can see, life really can’t get much better. If not busy in her playpen next to the floor to ceiling windows overlooking major highways and the bay, she’s most likely hitting the shops and snapping up bargains with her mum. What a classy lifestyle when everything from your Gymbaroo to your vaccinations is just a short scenic stroll away, past luxury boats moored on the docks and the sun smiling at you over the city vista.
On the day of our much-anticipated shoot, we were graced with a typical Melbourne day – all four seasons in one. While the rain thankfully held off, the wind had the sun darting in and out of clouds ensuring you had the wrong outfit on, no matter what you chose to wear that day.
We strolled along the docks and as the boats gently bobbled on the water, there was plenty to keep this little one amused. While the seagulls put on a good show for us, nothing beats the sound of simple old-fashioned nursery rhymes, especially when sung by your own parents. So there we sat at the park with the iconic bridges of Melbourne providing the perfect urban backdrop for some simple afternoon fun.
Kissed the girls and made them cry,
When the boys came out to play
Georgie Porgie ran away.
This little nineteenth century rhyme that I hadn’t heard since my own childhood, had this little girl simply enthralled. It was really heart-warming to see the complete adoration between parent and child during this moment of simplicity. Georgie Porgie also warmed my heart with a sense of comfort as I was catapulted back to my own past in so many ways: migrating at a young age and growing up in an environment so totally different from what my parents knew. The courage young parents such as these must have to take on such a feat for their children and now the endless possibilities that await this child thanks to her parents’ courage. In a life defined by change, it’s no wonder I felt a sense of comfort to hear something familiar again, something constant.
As the world goes round, human life within it spins faster. Skyscrapers rise, lives migrate, new cities form, traditions and familiarity lost along the way. But one thing that remains constant is your memory. It may be faded at times, but nothing like a good old fashioned nursery rhyme to take you back and remember all the values that remain dear in life.
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