Take some time to read this delightful true story. I have been working at a Primary school in Bradford as a supply teacher for quite a while. The school was burned down just before the start of term in August but everyone rallied round and, with the support of Bradford Met. and the fabulous staff there, we opened for business in September using two annexes. It has been hard work but with a tireless headteacher who spurred everyone on and gave encouragement all the time miracles happened. I look after one reception class and in the classroom opposite me teaches Mrs. Dianna Norman. She has a year one class. Now I know Mrs. Norman, she runs a folk club in Dewsbury called the Shoddy Doggy and as you can guess she is very fond of music. She spent time in the days leading up to Christmas teaching the year one children the words to a carrol, Robin in the Holly tree. The kids took to it and loved it too. Now up to Christmas you can imagine how difficult it has been. Teaching in temporary accommodation, limited resources and all other manner of things. Staff kept a happy outlook and the kids did their best. Well, one particular day, cold, windy and damp, the children were lining up in the playground in their class lines ready to come back in to the school. There they were, lines as for each class when Mrs. Norman's class lead the way in. I do not know who started it even though I was in front of the lines, but one of the children in Mrs. Norman's class just burst out singing the carrol Robin in a Holly tree. Spontaneously all the other children in that class joined in and, instead of going straight into school they weaved their way in and amongst the other lines singing their little hearts out. All the other class lines were simply spellbound and this display lasted about three minutes before the children walked up the steps and vanished into their classroom, untill the
ir voices slowly faded and echoed away. To me, that was Christmas. Children being happy and doing what they felt, straight from the heart. Fabulous, I wish, I wish you could have been there
Hey, where may I ask have all the Christmas carollers gone. When I was younger, you couldn't get rid of them! Nowadays, you only see teenagers and gangs hanging around and scaring the elderly pensioners. For example: My Nan’s 76 years old, she's very fragile, she's broke a bone in her back and is blind in one eye and has suffered from Glaucoma for the past 40 years, and on Halloween, I stop down there with her, because where my nan lives there is a gang of teenagers and younger youths that hang around. If anybody comes to the door I answer it, just in case somebody tries to play a trick. It especially get's rather nasty around about the 1st December, I do not know why, but that's the time when things get out of hand, such as fights and mysterious burglars start creeping around the streets. Now, back to the actual category. In Christmases of old tradition dictated that part of the annual Christmas was to sit around the coal fire/piano or stand at doors of friends and neighbours and sing to the heart's content. Well, I hope that it all comes back soon enough!!!! UPDATED! Most people are within 36% of the world's population that are, how do you say, richer than others. In other words, they are just snobs, that walk around with upturned noses looking down on others as if they are of a higher class than them. They are the worst, when it comes to carollers at their doors. But, there are others that love just a good old-fashioned Christmas carol. Am I right?? Most traditions to do with Christmas, have disappeared off the face of the earth? Most people do not know why this is. Others do. Every now again, at Christmas time, I see little kids with their parents waking around with them, holding their little songbooks. At this time of year, I always attend services with children and adults who are singing carols and having a good laugh. Last year, when I did a service with
my class I heard someone saying that our service was a load of bulls***! I couldn't believe it. Christmas is a time for respecting others, NOT slagging them off! Afterwards, I felt really upset because of what that pratt had said. Not to my surprise it was a woman who had said it, and her bloke, who looked as if they had just crawled out of the gutter. Surprise Surprise! UPDATED When I was a lot yonger, about 5-6 years old, my family and I opened the door and there before us stood this group of carol singers singing Jingle Bells, Little Donkey etc. It was absolutely fantastic! And what I want to know is that why haven't we had any carollers come back??? My wish for this Christmas, is that we can have some carollers come to our houses. I really hope that they do. Although, in some parts, people do have carollers. I wish that I lived there!! (LOL) ^-^
Where may I ask have all the carollers gone? In Christmasses of old tradition dictated that part of the annual Christmas was to sit around the coalfire/piano or stand at doors of friends and neighbours and sing to the heart's content. However recently over the last half of the last century most of the normal traditions have disappeared and carol singing is one of them. Singers used to be in tune and visit around the week or days before Christmas singing complete songs and bringing Joy to the World! Now we are lucky if we get one decent little caroller who knows above two lines. In our house it is the normal tradition still to have a sing song and listen to as much Christmas music that we can - without their dad screaming at us!! keep old traditions alive and bring the Holly and the Ivy into your homes and wish for a White Christmas with your voices too.