An old nursery rhyme that reinforced the notion of knowing your place, of accepting your lot in life and not trying to fight that which has been dictated by the fates.

Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace.
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go.
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living.
And the child born on the Sabbath dayIs bonny and blithe, good and gay.

I was born on a Wednesday if you’re interested…

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