Mine Ears Have Heard the Tinkling of the Righteous Ice Cream Bells (Jerz’s Literacy Weblog)

An ice cream truck just drove by our street, playing “The Battle Hymn of the Republic“. It’s an emotionally rousing march, but it sounded very strange in this jingly kid-attracting arrangement. Okay, it was part of a patriotic medley, but it was still uncanny.

I haven’t been this creeped out by music since the time I was in an elevator and heard a mellow instrumental rendition of Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”.

My daughter asked whether the music was supposed to put children to sleep, and before I knew it, I was telling her that this is “the sandvan,” that drives around neighborhood during naptime.