Ko-ack-ack-ack

I know darn well that doom-scrolling at bedtime is a foolish thing.

However, last night, I encountered a little Tik/Tok-like thingie of a cheerful Swedish lady chattering animatedly about Midsommar traditions, including a weird song-and-dance about frogs. To my astonishment, I found myself singing along! In Swedish!

This isn't the Swedish lady in question; it's some sort of international school in Sweden, I think:

Små grodorna, små grodorna är lustiga att se.

Små grodorna, små grodorna är lustiga att se.

Ej öron, ej öron, ej svansar hava de.

Ej öron, ej öron, ej svansar hava de.

Kou ack ack ack, kou ack ack ack,

kou ack ack ack ack kaa.

Little frogs are funny to observe/ They don't have ears or tails/ Kou-ack-ack-ack 

(Apparently Swedish frogs sound like that.)

When I was eleven, I used to attend a sort of international friendship group, consisting entirely of white Canadians, because it was Victoria, after all.  This was one of several songs we learned.  I don't ever recall being told it was about frogs; I thought it was about ducks, of course.  I'm certain that I didn't know the song's association with Midsommar.  I suppose we must have done the dance; this was so long ago, yet I remembered the words perfectly -- albeit in fractured Swedish.

There are worse ways to fall asleep, on a wave of forgotten memories.  While looking up this song, I encountered another song of a distant time, and got inundated by another wave of memories.  I may talk about it tomorrow, on the longest day of the year.