HUSH-A-BYE, baby, on the tree top;
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
When the bough bends, the cradle will fall;
Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.
(Original Nursery Rhyme)
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There once was a woman who had just become a new mommy. She
and her baby lived in Oklahoma, and it was spring time. The new baby would cry
all day and all night, only to be soothed by the sound of wind. Without any
electricity, the woman would sit outside with her child all day wishing for
wind gusts to sweep their way. On a day that there was no wind, the woman took
her baby to the doctor and the doctor gave some advice to hush the baby. “On a
stormy day, leave your baby outside and see if a tornado will cause her to
despise wind from then on” The mother was horrified. “Won’t that be a danger to
her life? I have heard many stories of tornados being ravenous to everything it
touches…” The doctor sighed and looked at the child. “This little one will not
stop crying until she hears wind that will scare her; a small tornado should do
the trick.” Reluctant but desperate, the mother left her baby girl outside one
afternoon when she had heard rumors in the town square of a possible small
tornado coming to town. Sure enough, she could see one in the pasture coming
her way.

After ten minutes and the tornado had passed, the mother went to look
for her baby. There was no crying sounds coming from anywhere and she began to
get worried. Finally, after looking everywhere, the mother spotted her baby in
a nearby tree. The baby was calm until the wind started rustling again. The
doctor was right. The mother had to reassure her baby she would be in her arms
again after the wind came back to push her cradle back down. Sure enough, the
cradle fell with the baby safely into the mother’s arms just like she had told
the baby. From then on, the child was calmed by her mother’s voice and not the
sound of wind that reminded her of her journey into the air onto the top of a
tree.
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Author's Note: I created this story based on the nursery rhyme, Hush-a-bye Baby available in The Nursery Rhyme Book edited by Andrew Lang and released in 2008. I surrounded my story on the premise of how the baby got into the tree in the first place. Of course, this is highly unlikely to occur in real life, which is why I felt it appropriate as a story ;) The only way a baby could end up in a tree in a cradle would be to have been put there but I thought about how things end up in trees around here. Since tornados are more likely in Oklahoma I based the story here. I then had to figure out why on earth a baby would not be undercover in the case of a tornado, hence the colic-y state of the child and the desperation of the mother. With doctor's orders, I figured it would be most believable. I hope I get better at this storytelling business because this was pretty difficult to do ! But fun as well :)