I recently read an article by Stefany A Goldberg.
There is a song that's sung the same way wherever you go. Maybe the only song that ties us all together than any other. Guess, which one? Of course, you know it!
It was first sung in a kindergarten classroom in Louisville, Kentucky by the Hill sisters, Patty and Mildred. It is a song you can sing after you've heard it only once. It is a song always sung spontaneously by a random group. It is probably one of the few songs of the last century passed down through an oral tradition. It is a song that belongs to us all. It is ageless, secular and silly. No wonder it lurks in all corners of the globe. Last clue, it is a wish.
We had gone to Buca di Beppo, an Italian restaurant, and at a nearby table, a group was bellowing out this song at top volume with a candle-lit cake and a surprised, smug fellow diner surrounded by friends and waiters. It lights up any atmosphere and leaves everyone with a smile.
You got it, did'nt you? :)
"Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear (name)
Happy birthday to you!"
Sunday, 10 July 2011
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