Saturday, 23 January 2021

CHRISTMAS FOLKLORE - BABOUSCHKA

 

Babouschka was an Old Russian woman who deliberately misled the three wise men as to the whereabouts of Bethlehem so they would not find Jesus.

Later Babouschka was overcome by remorse and set off after them to put things right but she could not find them.

As a result, to this day, on January 5, it is believed Babouschka visits Russian children leaving gifts at their bedsides in the hope that one of them is the baby Jesus and she will be forgiven.

Friday, 22 January 2021

A WINTER’S TALE

 

It was in sixteenth century Germany, or so the legend has it, in a town called Wittenberg in Saxony-Anhalt.

That the founder of the protestant church, Martin Luther, was the first to decorate a Christmas tree with lighted candles.

Apparently when he was walking home through the forest one dark and frosty winter’s night, his attention was drawn to the myriad of bright stars that he could see sparkling and twinkling through the branches of the fir trees.

The beauty of the nights display had a great effect on him, and he proceeded home very excited.

When he arrived home, he relayed to his family what he had seen and what had excited him so and almost immediately he set about decorating his Christmas tree with candles and then to his families surprise he lit them.

Goodness only knows what his family thought, that he was possessed possibly.

And what of the other people in the town what did they think of him and his antics.

It probably caused more consternation than the reformation.

Thursday, 21 January 2021

CHRISTMAS MOURNING

 

The Ronettes where playing on the radio, it was Christmas morning.

The children were rushing about like they’d had a caffeine injection; excitedly showing off their new toys while my wife was wrestling a turkey into the oven.

As I sat in my armchair sipping my coffee my mind drifted back to the previous week.

 

The wipers swished rhythmically as they cleared the lightly beating sleet that was spattering the windscreen and the heater struggled to demist the inside.

All this was of no consequence as the car wasn’t actually moving.

It was the last Friday before Christmas and I was sat in a jam in the evening rush hour.

Half an hour I‘d been stuck in it and I was still only half a mile from where I worked.

I had time to take in the colourful and sometimes overly extravagant festive decoration on the houses which contrasted sharply with the meagre and tired looking display put on by the local council.

After another half an hour I reached the main road.

Nothing to see here through the wet steamy windows except the red taillights of other frustrated drivers.

Twenty minutes after that accompanied by some over cheerful DJ on the radio, I could see the roundabout.

The sleety rain was falling harder now, and it was difficult to see through the murkiness.

After crawling to the roundabout, I could just make out a flashing blue light which I suspected had nothing to do with Christmas.

As I got closer, I could see it was attached to a police car which was blocking my exit.

Without any explanation the police had closed the road.

So, I was faced with a choice, go back the way I came or take the exit off the roundabout which would take me in the opposite direction from where I lived.

I did the latter.

By the time I eventually arrived home I was in a black mood.

I shouted at the kids, moaned at my wife and tried to kick the cat.

My mood was not improved when my half-cremated dinner was removed from the oven and what had once been gravy was now only a stain on the plate.

The weekend was spent doing all the pre-Christmas stuff with the family and all too soon it was over.

When I returned to work on Monday, I related my tale of woe to my workmate’s and we all had a big laugh about it.

Except for Harry, who lived locally, he just looked down at the ground grave faced.

Later, when we were alone, he told me the road was closed because a young woman had been knocked down and killed.

I was dumbstruck, I had no words just a feeling of shame at my selfishness.

A week before Christmas, she had died.

While I was cursing at being inconvenienced, ranting at being stuck in a jam.

A poor young woman lay dead in the rain-soaked street.

Somebody’s wife and lover, also a daughter and mother and she was mourned by two children, a sister, and a brother.

 

The sound of church Bells ringing out brought me back to Christmas morning and my family.

But I still couldn’t help thinking of other families for whom Christmas morning would be less joyous.

With the bells still ringing out I gave thanks for being alive.

Also, I vowed to be more patient, more tolerant and more understanding in the future.

But I probably won’t keep it.

Wednesday, 20 January 2021

THREE SAINTS FOR THE PRICE OF ONE – BELGIUM.

Belgium is one of the few countries who celebrate more than one Christmas tradition within its borders.

In Dutch-speaking Flanders, great musical and colourful parades greet St. Nicholas as he and his assistants arrive in November by boat, train, or on horseback to get ready for his feast day on the 6th of December.

On December 5th, St. Nicholas' Eve, children put their shoes or small baskets at the fireside or by the door with carrots and sugar lumps for the saint's horse.

They believe St. Nicholas and Zwarte Piet ride on horseback over the rooftops, dropping gifts down the chimneys.

In French-speaking Wallonia St Nicolas comes, as well, where he is often riding a donkey accompanied by Père Fouettard, as in France. 

In the towns and villages close to the German border the more Germanic tradition is followed in which he travels with a white horse or donkey and is accompanied by Ruprecht.

But all three have in common that by the morning shoes have been filled with chocolates, cookies, fruit and toys.

Tuesday, 19 January 2021

FAVOURITE CHRISTMAS CAROL # 42 THE SEVEN JOYS OF MARY

 

The Seven Joys of Mary

English traditional Music and lyrics authorship unknown

 

The very first joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of one
To see her blessed Jesus
When He was first her Son
When He was first her Son.

Chorus
When He was Her first Son, Good Lord;
And happy may we be,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
To all eternity

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of two
To see her own son Jesus,
To make the lame to go.
To make the lame to go. Chorus

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of three
To see her own son Jesus,
To make the blind to see.
To make the blind to see. Chorus

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of four
To see her own son Jesus,
To read the Bible o'er.
To read the Bible o'er. Chorus

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of five
To see her own son Jesus,
To bring the dead alive.
To bring the dead alive. Chorus

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of six
To see her own son Jesus,
Upon the Crucifix
Upon the Crucifix. Chorus

The next good joy that Mary had,
It was the joy of seven
To see her own son Jesus,
To wear the crown of Heaven
To wear the crown of Heaven Chorus

Monday, 18 January 2021

THE BEST CHRISTMAS MOVIES EVER – MISTLETOE & MENORAHS (2019)

 

Christy Dickinson (Kelley Jakle) is a toy company executive who, as a result of her claim to know everything there is to know about the holidays, is invited to a holiday party by a prospective client David Berger (Michael Gordin Shore) where she is expected to show what she knows.

However, it isn’t until after the meeting that she finds out that David is Jewish, and she must learn as much about Hanukkah as she can in order to land the account.

So she enlists the help of her co-worker and friend Samantha Ames (Cory Lee), who introduces her to a teacher from her children’s school, Jonathan Silver (Jake Epstein) who is Jewish and in need of help himself as he has to turn his home into a Christmas Wonderland to impress his girlfriend's father.

After a rocky start they are soon learning about each other’s traditions but along the way they learn things about their own lives, and they grow ever closer, though neither expects anything to come of it.

That is until Christy dumps her selfish unsupportive boyfriend Peter (Jon McLaren) after she found out he lied to her about the reason he couldn’t go to the party with her.

Sunday, 17 January 2021

FATHER AND CHRISTMAS

 

What do a Christmas tree

                                  And a celibate, have in comparison?

The answer is simple to see

                                  Their balls are just for decoration