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		By: Gilda Haber, PhD		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[How we played oranges and lemons differently from your description

One child ch ose for oranges, another for lemons. It was secret who was whom from the other c hildren. Orange and lemon children formed and arch with their hands. The other kids walked under the arch all singing:
Oranges and lemons said the bells of St. Clemens
I owe you fie farthings said the bells of St. Maartins
When will you pay me said the bells of Old Bailey
When I grow rich, said the bells of Shoreditch.    Children in a line still going under, pace 
quickens and grows menacing.
Here comes the lighter to light  you to bed, here comes the chopper to c hop off your head
Chip chop, chip chop the last man&#039;s OUT.
There is a marker b etween  Orange and Lemon.
Orange and lemon drop arms, imprison the child with the  word OUT and whisper who do you choose, orange or lemon? Child chooses then stands behind his chosen leader.
When all the players have chosen, there is a line behind orange and b ehind lemons.
Then there is a tug of war between the  orange and  the lemon sides. Whichever sides pulls the other over the marker, WINS. Gilda Moss Haber, PhD former EastEnder see my book, Cockney Girl second edition.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How we played oranges and lemons differently from your description</p>
<p>One child ch ose for oranges, another for lemons. It was secret who was whom from the other c hildren. Orange and lemon children formed and arch with their hands. The other kids walked under the arch all singing:<br />
Oranges and lemons said the bells of St. Clemens<br />
I owe you fie farthings said the bells of St. Maartins<br />
When will you pay me said the bells of Old Bailey<br />
When I grow rich, said the bells of Shoreditch.    Children in a line still going under, pace<br />
quickens and grows menacing.<br />
Here comes the lighter to light  you to bed, here comes the chopper to c hop off your head<br />
Chip chop, chip chop the last man&#8217;s OUT.<br />
There is a marker b etween  Orange and Lemon.<br />
Orange and lemon drop arms, imprison the child with the  word OUT and whisper who do you choose, orange or lemon? Child chooses then stands behind his chosen leader.<br />
When all the players have chosen, there is a line behind orange and b ehind lemons.<br />
Then there is a tug of war between the  orange and  the lemon sides. Whichever sides pulls the other over the marker, WINS. Gilda Moss Haber, PhD former EastEnder see my book, Cockney Girl second edition.</p>
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		By: Paul		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Paul]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2014 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[You may be interested in this:

Innocent’s Song, a ghost story for ‘Oranges and Lemons’ Day

http://freakyfolktales.wordpress.com/2014/03/28/innocents-song-a-ghost-story-for-oranges-and-lemons-day/

Regards, PJ Hodge]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You may be interested in this:</p>
<p>Innocent’s Song, a ghost story for ‘Oranges and Lemons’ Day</p>
<p><a href="http://freakyfolktales.wordpress.com/2014/03/28/innocents-song-a-ghost-story-for-oranges-and-lemons-day/" rel="nofollow ugc">http://freakyfolktales.wordpress.com/2014/03/28/innocents-song-a-ghost-story-for-oranges-and-lemons-day/</a></p>
<p>Regards, PJ Hodge</p>
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