Here Comes the Bride
As a little girl, I can’t tell you the number of times I sang the “Bridal Chorus” from Wagner’s opera Lohengrin — the traditional wedding march played at most weddings in North America as the bride appears at the back of the assembly to meet her groom. Of course, the words I sang were a child-distorted version bearing no resemblance to the original text.
One incarnation of the song goes, “Here comes the bride, all dressed in white. She stepped on a turtle and down came her girdle.” Another is: “Here comes the bride, big, fat and wide. See how she waddles from side to side. Here comes the groom, skinny as a broom.”
Why is it that I can remember these words but not Bible verses? Why would these ridiculous lyrics be ingrained in my memory when worthier words aren’t? The answer is … wait for it … the number of times the given words were repeated and reinforced. Guess that shows I should have learned to sing Bible verses.