Tonsils

January 3, 2008 · Filed Under The Path to Home 

One day the doctor came because my throat was
feeling awful sore,
And when he looked inside to see he said : ” It’s
like it was before;
It’s tonserlitis, sure enough. You’d better tell
her Pa to-day
To make his mind up now to have that little
party right away.”
I’d heard him talk that way before when Bud
was sick, and so I knew
That what they did to him that time, to me they
planned to come and do.
An’ when my Pa came home that night Ma said :
” She can’t grow strong and stout
Until the doctor comes an’ takes her addynoids
an’ tonsils out.”
An’ then Pa took me on his knee and kissed me
solemn-like an’ grave,
An’ said he guessed it was the best, an’ then he
asked me to be brave.
Ma said : ” Don’t look at her like that, it’s
nothing to be scared about ” ;
An Pa said : ” True, but still I wish she needn’t
have her tonsils out.”
Next morning when I woke, Ma said I couldn’t
have my breakfast then,
Because the doctors and the nurse had said they
would be here by ten.
When they got here the doctor smiled an’ gave
me some perfume to smell,
An’ told me not to cry at all, coz pretty soon
I would be well.
When I woke up Ma smiled an’ said : ” It’s all
right now ” ; but in my head
It seemed like wheels were buzzing round and
everywhere I looked was red.
An’ I can’t eat hard cookies yet, nor use my
voice at all to shout,
But Pa an’ Ma seem awful glad that I have had
my tonsils out.

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