Hopman
06-07-2007, 16:07
Another hidden lyric for you to guess. Once again, suggestions to me by PM please.
Miss Hudson.
or
The grass is greener.
It is a curious fact about immigration that for every migrant who warmly embraces life in a new world, one can be found who takes the opposite view. Faced with Goldberg's "What a lovely house!" there comes the response from Schmuyle, "You should have seen the house in the stedl before we had to leave in the pogrom."
I expect the same feelings will come in the future when mankind colonises the worlds "What a lovely planet!"
"It was better on Earth." or whatever.
Take my friend Anita. As a recent immigrant, she definitely belonged to the first camp. She'd settled in and was very much chez soi in her new island home. After all, as she told often, she had left behind a dangerous life; if the disease didn't kill you, you could imagine a bullet would. No wonder life was cheap with a steadily increasing population. I suspect that the weather may also have had some effect on her antipathy towards her natural home. High winds and storm surges in her homeland would depress most people.
Rosie was playing Schmuyle and recalled fondly how it was the tropical zephyrs which helped the local economy as it grew crops which brought valuable foreign currency. After all, fruit may grow on trees, but TV sets most certainly did not (although Anita was quick to point out that the supply of electricity was erratic at the best of times).
The change from living in an agrarian economy to life in a city brought contrasts. Rosie was forever mentioning the pleasant things about her homeland. The island’s flowers (not just the blossom in the coffee plantation) were one feature she would mention, along with the exotic fruits to be found.
I sometimes wonder why she ever moved.
Miss Hudson.
or
The grass is greener.
It is a curious fact about immigration that for every migrant who warmly embraces life in a new world, one can be found who takes the opposite view. Faced with Goldberg's "What a lovely house!" there comes the response from Schmuyle, "You should have seen the house in the stedl before we had to leave in the pogrom."
I expect the same feelings will come in the future when mankind colonises the worlds "What a lovely planet!"
"It was better on Earth." or whatever.
Take my friend Anita. As a recent immigrant, she definitely belonged to the first camp. She'd settled in and was very much chez soi in her new island home. After all, as she told often, she had left behind a dangerous life; if the disease didn't kill you, you could imagine a bullet would. No wonder life was cheap with a steadily increasing population. I suspect that the weather may also have had some effect on her antipathy towards her natural home. High winds and storm surges in her homeland would depress most people.
Rosie was playing Schmuyle and recalled fondly how it was the tropical zephyrs which helped the local economy as it grew crops which brought valuable foreign currency. After all, fruit may grow on trees, but TV sets most certainly did not (although Anita was quick to point out that the supply of electricity was erratic at the best of times).
The change from living in an agrarian economy to life in a city brought contrasts. Rosie was forever mentioning the pleasant things about her homeland. The island’s flowers (not just the blossom in the coffee plantation) were one feature she would mention, along with the exotic fruits to be found.
I sometimes wonder why she ever moved.