The Furcula:

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“The Furcula (“little fork” in Latin) or wishbone is a forked bone found in birds and some other animals, and is formed by the fusion of the two clavicles. In birds, its primary function is in the strengthening of the thoracic skeleton to withstand the rigors of flight.”

I have a collection of furculae or wishbones and never knew that “the furcula works as a strut between a bird’s shoulders, and articulates to each of the bird’s scapulae. In conjunction with the coracoid and the scapula, it forms a unique structure called the triosseal canal, which houses a strong tendon that connects the supracoracoideus muscles to the humerus. This system is responsible for lifting the wings during the recovery stroke.”

What an important bone. Did I collect so many because I knew the importance of this little bone? No, I collected them as a memory of the bird we used in a celebratory manner. Each chicken, turkey, guinea fowl, pheasant and quail is represented. If we were worldlier in our bird eating, there may be more varied furculae. As it is, everyone notices and asks about the collection. Until now I did not know why I saved them so carefully. Simply stated, my collection of furculae honors and is responsible for the airborne abilities of birds. I honor the bird and the advantage to see the other side of the mountain. I honor the meal gathering the bird offered and the elegance of its form, cooked upon the table.  I honor the sustenance given. I honor my ability and wisdom to save the essence of flight. I honor flight in literature that may represent or signify a metaphor for escape or freedom.  Who as a child has not wanted the ability to fly? As a child, who did not want escape and freedom from whatever was evidently distressing at that moment? I had grand moments with desires to escape, but I never wanted to fly. My escape and freedom was running, climbing and hiding. What were yours?

If I could fly, I would use flight to see what I cannot see in my present spot. To be elevated to a new vista would give me an advantage and perhaps this elevation would give me courage not to flee, but to stay and discover what is available. I assume it would do the same for you.

What do you collect?  Furculae anyone?

9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. marci
    Jan 25, 2014 @ 09:04:30

    Funny mom. Last week when I was over, I asked Dina why do they save all those wishbones? Now I know…..

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  2. tom iaccinol
    Jan 25, 2014 @ 09:52:33

    great insight into something we take so much for granted!!!

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    • Sheila Clapkin
      Jan 25, 2014 @ 13:36:31

      Dear Tom,
      Thank you for your insight into recognizing something we all take so much for granted.
      Bravo, and thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate hearing from you.
      Love,
      Sheila

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  3. Dina
    Jan 25, 2014 @ 11:04:49

    I’ve often wondered why people collect certain objects. Do they serve as reminders to a memory, to jump start an inner emotion or feeling to the surface, or to remember a time in history? I don’t think I have ever collected anything. Well maybe as a child. What does that reveal?

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    • sheila Clapkin
      Jan 25, 2014 @ 13:32:41

      Dear Dina,
      Not collecting may reveal a strong sense of security and knowing thy self in all ways.
      Love,
      Sheila

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    • sheila Clapkin
      Jan 25, 2014 @ 16:00:12

      REALLY great questions Dina. let us talk at length about it. You give much to ponder in your questioning.

      Reply

  4. Carly Marshall
    Jan 25, 2014 @ 15:13:21

    Great post grandma! I recently found a new interest in butterflies and have been collecting them in my room. I like your collection and keep adding to it!!

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    • Sheila Clapkin
      Jan 25, 2014 @ 16:06:38

      Oh Carly, I am so excited about your new interest in butterflies. There are so many and varied designs to enjoy. You know butterflies must go through a Metamorphosis which is biological process by which an animal physically changes. I liken myself to a butterfly because I am constantly making changes hoping for best results. Happy metamorphosis.
      LOVE, YOur Grandma Sheila

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