Thursday, October 23, 2008
Name a favorite literary couple and tell me why they are a favorite. If you cannot choose just one, that is okay too. Name as many as you like–sometimes narrowing down a list can be extremely difficult and painful. Or maybe that’s just me.
I'm no good at questions like this. So I'm going to propose a couple many of you probably have forgotten:
Jack and Jill
You know, them of the hill. And the pail of water.
Why Jack and Jill? Well, when you grow up with the name Jill, they're kinda hard to escape. In fact, we were particularly close in 6th grade when the boys on the playground took great delight in retelling the story of Jack and Jill. Who knew they could get into so much trouble on that hill? Then there were the waitress years. Every once in awhile someone, after I said "My name is Jill and I'll be your server this evening," would kindly inquire after Jack. Wasn't that sweet of them? Then there is the fun of meeting someone whose name really is Jack. Imagine. "Hi Jack. I'm Jill." Another precious, memorable moment in my life.
Plus, is it weren't for this couple, I could've been a Millicent. Or a Gertrude. Because my dad always said I was named after my mom's favorite story.
So there you have it...my favorite literary couple. I thought about adding Dick and Jane to the list, but I have to go get ready for work now, so I'll save them for next time.