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Charles Dickens often gave his characters names that reflected their character or personality. One such character was Mr. Bumble from Oliver Twist.
Mr. Bumble was in charge of the dismal poorhouse in which Oliver Twist lived. He and his wife succeeded quite well in being the prototypical cruel caregivers for abandoned children.
Here’s one description of him:Mr. Bumble is the beadle in the town where Oliver is born. As beadle, he’s responsible for running all of the “charitable” institutions in the parish—including the baby farms and the workhouse. He also gets to wear a special cocked hat, of which he is very proud.
When I was little, I used to wonder why a certain kind of bee was called a bumble bee. Here is the explanation:
The word “bumblebee” is a compound of “bumble” + “bee” — “bumble” meaning to hum, buzz, drone, or move ineptly or flounderingly. The generic name Bombus, assigned by Pierre André Latreille in 1802, is derived from the Latin word for a buzzing or humming sound.
So it was a combination of the buzz and the seemingly pointless flight of these bees, who tend to look as if they’re not sure which way they want to go.
That’s how I feel sometimes, don’t you? Just sort of aimless, not sure of my direction. Bumbling around aimlessly. It doesn’t happen often, thank goodness, but now and then I tend to wonder what on earth I’m doing, where was I headed, and WHY?
And no, it’s not Alzheimer’s. This has been happening since I was a child. In spite of my episodes of bumbling, I’ve actually managed to have a pretty sensible life 🙂