HARMONISE FOOD AND EXERCISE
CHILDREN SHOULD LIVE LIGHTER LIVES
Since days of yore, to parents proud,
After hours of pain so distressing!
A baby weighing at least 5 kilos
Straight from the womb shows its nose.
Look at the little darling:
Parental bliss is overflowing.
He'll be a big man one day.
The envious say:
"He's pudgy."
Small children will be growing,
Often with some rowing.
Now he wants no meat, now no sauce,
Sometimes he refuses pudding.
Sorrow clouds his mother's eyes
This could be Grandma's demise.
Plead or trick, nothing helps.
"I won't eat my soup!" he yelps.
The cause for the parents' worry
Is this, very plausibly:
The little one isn't hungry.
He's had enough, he's healthy.
But soon the child caves in for good
And finally does what he should.
Parental pressure is successful.
He lets them feed his body full.
Other children can't be stopped When the sun shines out of doors.
But he is fat, just like his folks.
He eats and sits and drinks and snores.
Exercise, he deplores
School is more like chores.
Moving his limbs fills him with dread.
He has a full stomach but an empty head.
Good parents, hear me out.
It's bad when a child's fat.
The way to the heart Isn't through the stomach.
Instead of candy,
Love is dandy.
Parents should lead the way.
Move your mind and body, I say,
To keep life's hard blows at bay.
Youthful, too, you'll stay.
So remember, it is swell To stay active and eat well.
Food and exercise
Must harmonise.
Subtitles: Élisabeth Fuchs