Do yourself a BIG favor and spend 2 minutes to view this video! You will thank me!
What A Wonderful World With David Attenborough
About a year ago I received a BBC video link from a great friend. The title of the email was “AMAZING VIDEO”. I’m embarrassed to say I didn’t view it at that time. It wasn’t until a few days ago that I was clearing out old emails that I have long since needed to delete that I came across this video. It is without a doubt one of the most touching and AMAZING videos I have ever seen! It is set to the music “What A Wonderful World” but actually the lyrics are read not sung by Sir David Attenborough. This song is one of the most beloved songs of all times. Maybe not of this generation, but certainly of mine and my parents before me. Gen X may not know who Louis Armstrong is because he was almost sixty-seven years old in 1968 – the OLDEST male to top the charts in the UK that year! As a matter of fact the sources I read said that his song “What a wonderful world” was the biggest selling single of 1968 in the United Kingdom. Having been only 13 years old in 1968, I do remember vividly the state of unsettled race relations that our country was experiencing at the time. Martin Luther King was assassinated in the city where I call home currently (Memphis) and the ensuing riots that followed. I remember the unsettling feeling that I had but at that young age could not actually put my finger on why all the chaos was all around me. I have read that this song was made as an antidote for these racially and politically charged times of 1968 America.
What a Wonderful World
What a Wonderful World is a song by Bob Thiele (using the pseudonym George Douglas) and George David Weiss. This song was written specifically for Armstrong who possessed great cross-over appeal. It was first recorded by Louis Armstrong and released as a single in 1968, and was inducted in the Grammy Hall of Fame in 1999. The song details the singer’s delight in the simple enjoyment of everyday life. The song also has a hopeful, optimistic tone with regard to the future. No one knew at the time just how long it would be before the race relations would get on an even keel. Even Louis Armstrong could not have predicted that perhaps.
Bio info:Louis Armstrong (August 4, 1901 – July 6, 1971), nicknamed Satchmo or Pops, was an American jazz trumpeter and singer from New Orleans, Louisiana.
To view his original version on YouTube, click the link below:
Lyrics to: “What A Wonderful World”
I see trees of green,
red roses too.
I see them bloom,
for me and you.
And I think to myself,
what a wonderful world.I see skies of blue,
And clouds of white.
The bright blessed day,
The dark sacred night.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky.
Are also on the faces,
Of people going by,
I see friends shaking hands.
Saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying,
“I love you”.
I hear babies cry,
I watch them grow,
They’ll learn much more,
Than I’ll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
Yes, I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
Have you ever just given up hope on something happening? I mean really thrown in the towel? I recently learned a valuable lesson on why it is important NOT to give up!
I received a lovely handbag from my daughter as a Christmas gift. I will be the first to admit that she has a much nicer collection of purses than do I so I was borrowing one of her’s prior to receiving that gift. (Hmmmm maybe that is why I got that particular present…..but I digress).
The night that I transferred my belonging into the new purse was December 26th. It was a Sunday night. For some unexplained reason I decided to go up and organize all her purses as it was my intention to put the borrowed purse away properly. The Coach brand bags always come with a brown flannel drawstring dust-cover included. It looked like it had been many moons since any purses had been put away in their dust-covers. There was a pile of purses and a pile of dust-covers. Like I said for some unknown reason that night I felt an absolute burning desire to put every last purse away. After all, my daughter had been so kind in both lending her old purse and giving me a new one! I set out to achieve the task and one by one I placed each bag in its proper cover. Then there was one left… one large red Coach bag…and one large brown Coach dust-cover. But wait there was something different about this cover. I ran my hands down the outside edges of the cover as if I were pressing it with my fingers. I paused at the bottom right corner…there seemed to be something sharp in the corner. It poked through the fabric. It was the stud part of an earring…no wait it was two earrings that had been ganged together as to not become separated. I heart raced. Could it be? No! Maybe? I nearly tore the cover getting the earrings out and as I sat and cried looking at the precious symbols of the love I have for my daughter, I re-lived the past nine years since I purchased them…on the occasion of her 21st birthday! In a split second I retraced the sequence of events in my head….
It was mid January 2001. I set out to find her the most exquisite diamond earrings I could afford. They were going to be a very special birthday gift for my only child’s twenty-first birthday. I found them…they were square cut…brilliant… and expensive. With all the checks in the box, I told the salesperson “Wrap it up!”. She loved them and wore them on very special occasions. When we moved to Tennessee from California about 6 years ago, she placed them in her safe jewelry place and there they would stay until the next special occasion. One such time after wearing them, she could not put her hands on them. Needless to say, she was very upset…but knowing me as well as she does, she was reluctant to tell me that they were missing. For those who have read the blog written in memory of Marzi- the dog with nine lives, you might recall that she was fond of eating jewelry! When she finally told me that they could not be located…we assumed that Marzi had eaten them. So we have been working on that assumption for about five years. I was upset as my daughter expected me to be, and yes, I did remind her of the loss occasionally. That is why with the discover of the earrings in the bottom right corner of the dust-cover of the large red Coach bag…..I let out a yell of excitement. I bound down the stairs like a 15-year-old going on her first date! I shared the wonderful news of this discovery…….and what makes this all so much more amazing is this next part!
A few years ago my daughter was between jobs and wanted to pick up a little extra money. She decided to take some of her extra bags to a consignment store. Imagine how bummed out she was when she was told by the clerk “Look you even have the original dust-cover. I’m sure they are authentic but because there are so many knock-offs, we cannot take these bags”. She really did not understand why it was important that the consignment store refuse to buy that large red Coach bag in its original dust-cover. She didn’t see the puzzle pieces but God did. If she had sold the bag for pennies on the dollar, she would have been happy for that moment and sad for life without the special 21st birthday gift. We have moved no less than 5 times since the earrings had gone missing…there were numerous times for them to be lost but that was not part of the plan!
It occurred to me as I wrote this story….Now we both sees all the puzzle pieces and they are in perfect order. I am amazed at how all things work together for the best. God’s plan! We just cannot always see the finished puzzle. Did I finally see this puzzle in it’s completed form? You bet I did…. on the night of December 26, 2010.