WeeWillie Winkie runs through the town,Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown;

Rapping at the window, crying through thelock,

“Are the children in their beds?

Now it’s eight o’clock. ”

 

Okay. First off, who is this‘Willie Winkie’ guy?

With his only two descriptors: weeand in his nightgown, much is left to the imagination.

Allowing those of us with a large storeof it to come up with countless possibilities…

Let’s go with the obvious. Wee andnightgown suggest to me that he is really small—perhaps a child?

And if so, how come he’s not inbed. Hmmm?

That is like the person who hands thepriest a list of people who didn’t close their eyes or fold their hands reverentlyduring a prayer at church. This always begs the question: How did he make thelist?

But I digress…

We may also surmise by the whole ‘upstairsand downstairs’ scenario that Willie is very mobile, which also suggests youth.

I know if it were up to me to runupstairs and downstairs in my nightgown, exactly one household may bealerted. The rest are on their own.

And, just for the record, I don’t evenappear out of my own bedroom in my nightgown. Also: as a senior,I’m probably in bed long before the children.

So there’s that.

Now, the whole ‘rapping at the window’ part.

If anyone rapped at my window, itwould wake me from a coma.

So what window is Willie knockingat? If it’s the children’s, I’m coming out with a baseball bat.

Just sayin’.

And the whole ‘calling through thelock’? Okay, yes, the old locks were basically holes in the door. The modernday lock is not in the least conducive to being called through. Or evenshouted.

Ever tried it?

You can take my word.

And if anyone is calling throughthe hole in my door, I’m calling the cops.

And who does he think he is? Demandingthat the children be in their beds by 8 o’clock?

Isn’t that a rather negativecommentary on people’s parenting skills?

I mean, even a truant officer canonly pick on children during the daylight hours.

True story.

So, Wee Willie Winkie, if you’rethinking of trying these games in the modern world, I can just see the outrage!

And the comments on whateverFacebook ‘discussion’ page you currently peruse.

“Did anyone else record some smalldude in a dress running through your yard? My alarm system went off rightaround 8 PM last night right in the middle of Desperate Housewives and this is what it caught:

[Follows: grainy and creepy nightvideo of someone flitting across the yard]

He was knocking on the windows andshouting something unintelligible at the front door. Scared both my cat and mykids so badly that I couldn’t get any back into bed. My camera didn’t get a clearview of his face. Did anyone else have something similar happen?

Comments?”

Yep. I can picture it well.

I think poor Wee Willie needs amodern-day do-over…

 

W. William Winkie [ Ph.D/Psy.D/MFT/MFCC] works in the town,

Here on Nightgown Avenue; upstairs or down

You needn’t try the window, his door is neverlocked,"Are there troubles in your home? Come in—you’re on the clock.”
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