Cuckoo Clock

Cuckoo Clock
Cuckoo Clock, a photo by Frizztext on Flickr.

Aged four, I once was in a home of rich people; they owned a cuckoo clock; so all my life I wished to become the owner of a cuckoo clock too – now on my 66. birthday my friends Jutta & Edgar brought one! Now my life has a frame, day and (even) night, each half hour.
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I’ve introduced the cuckoo clock via Skype already to my enthusiastic grandchildren in Munich and Berlin. They are now literally electrified in their early predatory instincts by the clock’s details: killed deer, pheasant, rabbit, hunting horn … My cuckoo (his name is Heinz) consolidates my life, in fact, by every half hour additions, also my nocturnal wakefulness is so comforting accompanied and framed.
True, he has a night shut-off (not digital but in the form of a nail, blocking the door) – but I cannot use it. It breaks my heart already, that he cannot start to a flight through my home. But at night I’ll have to put my ear-sensitive son-in-law in handcuffs, when he visits us, because he has threatened me to hang out the clock’s iron weights until the next morning (something like cutting the balls of a bull…)
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Die Kuckucksuhr habe ich über Skype schon meinen begeisterten Enkeln in Berlin + München gezeigt. Sie sind nun schon in ihrem frühen Jagdinstinkt regelrecht elektrisiert von den Details der Uhr: geschossener Hirsch, Fasan, Hase, angeblasenes Jagdhorn … Mein Kuckuck (heißt Heinz) ist übrigens halbstündlich zugange, was meinen Tageslauf sehr festigt, auch das nächtliche Wachsein wird so tröstlich begleitet. Er hat zwar eine Nacht-Abschaltung (nicht digital sondern in Form eines Türchen zusperrenden Nägelchens) – so was fände ich aber auch gemein und unterlasse es. Meinen geräuschempfindlichen Schwiegersohn werde ich, wenn er uns besucht, nachts in Handschellen legen müssen, denn er hat damit gedroht, mir die Kuckucksuhrgewichte abzuhängen und bis zum nächsten Morgen mitleidlos zu verstecken…

information:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuckoo_clock
nice poem:
cuckoo clock poem
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listen to my brand new clock, I’ve uploaded the (boring?) sound to my youtube channel:

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I had to laugh about the following version:

About frizztext

writer, photographer, guitarist

23 responses to “Cuckoo Clock

  1. That’s lovely. One of my uncles used to have one. I always looked forward to visit him, because of the treats and the coocoo clock.

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  2. wow…che bellooo!!!!
    c’e stato anche nella mia vita il cucù!!!
    Buona giornata
    vento

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  3. What good friends you have. A wonderful present for your birthday.
    Do you hear it/him/her in the middle of the night?

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  4. thats so amusing…now I am wishing for one

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  5. Ahh….I once visited a home (as a child) that had dozens of cuckoo clocks of all shapes and sizes on a wall in her den….all synchronized to go off at the same time. I fell in love with cuckoos and always wanted one for my home. Not so sure about the nighttime stuff, though. Enjoyed your post.

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  6. thirdhandart

    What a beautiful cuckoo clock. Dreams can come true… with a little help from family and friends!

    I love the photo of the confused kitty. Great capture!

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  7. What a lovely story about your clock! Your friends were so nice to buy it for you 🙂 My dad used to build clocks in the garage – he truly made some beautiful ones but never a cuckoo. Thanks for sharing! Peace and blessings, Terri

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  8. We had one as a child… I don’t miss it as it was kinda scary. 😆

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  9. One of my mother’s best friends had several cuckoo clocks in her house and when Mom would take us kids to visit her, we would stand underneath them waiting to see that cuckoo pop out! We were totally enthralled with them.

    I enjoyed hearing your clock–it’s a beautiful– and the second version was hilarious–thanks for sharing your story and linking to my poem too. It’s nice to meet you.

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  10. jakesprinter

    I Enjoy this cuckoo video funny 🙂

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  11. I have the one I long dreamed of as well and it looks pretty much exactly like yours. Antlers and all. I got a Furbie as well. Both of them have defeated me with their noise – but a dream satisfied is SO good. Where I write the cuckoo left is on the wall to my left.

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  13. compare “The Coo Coo Bird”
    – lyrics by Thomas Clarence Ashley.

    Oh, the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird
    She warbles as she flies
    She never hollers coo coo
    till the fourth day of July

    Gonna build me log cabin
    On a mountain so high
    So I can see Willie
    as he goes on by

    Well, I’ve played cards in Texas
    And I’ve played cards in Maine
    Oh, I’ll bet you five dollars
    I’ll beat you next game

    Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds
    Oh, I know you of old
    You robbed my poor pockets
    of silver and gold

    Rye whiskey, rye whiskey
    Oh, I know you of old
    You robbed my poor pockets
    of silver and gold

    Sometimes I feel much younger
    Sometimes I feel so old
    Sometimes the warm sun shines
    Sometimes it’s dreadful cold

    Oh, the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird
    How I wish she was mine
    She never drinks water
    she only drinks wine

    Oh, the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird
    She warbles as she flies
    She never hollers coo coo
    till the fourth day of July

    Published by
    Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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