This month we begin some stories written for children in Scots. We begin wiht one about beasties or insects as some parts of the world call them.

Beasties

by Helen B. Cruikshank

Clock-leddy, clock-leddy
flee awa hame,
Your lum's in a lowe,
Your bairns in a flame;
Reid-spottit jaiket,
An polisht black ee,
laund on ma luif an bring
Siller tae me!

Ettercap, ettercap,
Spinnin your threid,
Midges for denner, an
Flees for your breid;
Sic a mishanter
Befell a bluebottle,
Silk roond his feet-
Your haund at his throttle!

Mowdiewarp, mowdiewarp,
Howkin an scartin,
Tweed winna please ye,
Nor yit the braw tartan,
Silk winna suit ye,
Naither will cotton,
Naething, ma laird, but the
velvet ye'v gotten.

Source: http://www.scots-online.org/reader/bairns.htm

You can find more articles in the archive under Fada 's Farsaing (Far and Wide)

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