My good friend Arthur saw Roscoe the baby squirrel fall out of a tree. He hoped that the mother squirrel would come back for him, but the next morning Arthur’s cat brought the baby into the house, carrying him by the scruff of his neck like a kitten. He had no fur, even on his skinny tail – and his eyes were still closed. Arthur wondered who could take care of the little guy and thought of me. So way back in B.C. (Before Children), Roscoe became my first ‘baby’.
The adventures of Roscoe are highlighted in my Art Textbook for kids (“SEE WHAT YOU’RE LOOKING AT”), where you can find out the rest of the story!
Because he had fallen out of a tree as a newborn, he was afraid to climb trees at first.
It inspired me to write this song:
Roscoe’s Song, © Ruth Elliott, 1974
Oh Little Darlin’ don’t worry about the trees,
Just keep on climbin’ as far as you can see,
Past life’s pinecones of plenty, life’s needles of pain,
Oh little darlin’ don’t worry ‘bout the next branch.
Too soon shall it come by the way.
By the way, don’t worry little darlin’,
Little darlin’ don’t worry ‘bout the way.
We’ve shared life’s journey so far,
Don’t turn your tail and run,
at the first shadow of a bird passing overhead,
Just keep travlin’ on,
So high, so very high above,
So high, above the trees.
(Repeat first verse)
Ruth Elliott-Hilsdon, Founder and Director of EDU DESIGNS