or at least pictures of them. firstly, today at work, much excitement was generated by the kitchen sink:
so that was fun. i’ll miss working with folks that get all giddy over a little dry ice. anyway.
secondly, and actually thirdly, this evening as i was about to post my delight in discovering that this week, my son’s class will learn about the following, in order, from monday to friday: Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Ramadan, Diwali, and Christmas. to quote from their handout: “Our objective for this social studies unit is to help our children become more accepting and build tolerance for diversity.” great school, yes? so as i was typing that happy news, there arose on my porch such a clatter. and lo and behold:
they were very good singers too. i only hope that they didn’t notice my eyes got quite a bit extra-sparkly, standing outside in the cool air, as they caroled with great enthusiasm.
Squeeeal!
Ohmygosh, actual carrollers!?!
Did you feed them wassail?
they were quite underage for that, but i did think about wassail.
Wait wait!
They’re supposed to bring YOU wassail.
Is what the legend (with midi!) says.
I’ve never had any of the stuff, myself. I think it’s still just a legend.
Someone needs to feed it to me and prove me wrong. Please.
one of them had a cup, but they weren’t sharing. i could so go for some wassail.
umm, what exactly is wassail?!? *sheepish look*
awesome school btw, hope more schools offer that kind of curriculum.
that so rocks, carolers…..
was�sail, n.
1a. A salutation or toast given in drinking someone’s health or as an expression of good will at a festivity.
1b. The drink used in such toasting, commonly ale or wine spiced with roasted apples and sugar.
via the Linkmeister in Faith’s comments. there’s been a major … thang about Wassail lately. batty started it.
Awww, that’s great! It’d be hard not to be in the Christmas spirit after that.
thanks! That clears things up nicely
“Did you feed them wassail?”
I’m betting she had a major time choking down a “Whassup?”
I’ll go quietly, Officer…
been nipping at the holiday spirits, have we, Dan?
Who, me? {looking around for a foil}
<g>
A foil as in a straight man (not sexual variety, thank you very much)? Or as in �p�e?
Lemme clarify here: straight man as in comedy duos. (Sheepishly goes back to figuring out server issues)
Think “Martin and Lewis”, brah…
OTOH, maybe an epee into your server’s heart disk array would help…
oh. mercy. you two.
nice to see some schools still using a sensible approach and trying to turn out well rounded human beings instead of avoiding religion for fear of offending someone *sigh*
/$0.02
I grew up in a blood-and-brimstone Catholic school, where we sang in Latin, but my family were/are mostly non-practicing, and all musicians and teachers. So we’d go carrolling, up in Sacramento after I’d had a few days to recover from Latin carrolling in S.F., with our saxes and flutes and a clarinet and trombone, and a bass and maybe a triangle. And it was rad.
But I never got any Wassail. Sigh.
awesome school, kd! wouldn’t it be wonderful if our schools nationwide would teach the same?
carolers pretty much kick ass
i think my daughter’s school does that whole diversity thing, too. which is pretty cool. then again, i would expect nothing less from the great state of california…
Did someone say Wassail?!!!
I’m going to put together a Wassail page I think.
I just have to now….
I would have gotten all misty eyed over carolers. I haven’t had carolers at my door in over 20 years or something – I didn’t know people even did that anymore. That is just so wonderful!!!
Since the kid goes to the very strict nuns-rapping-on-knuckles-Mass-every-thursday Catholic school, we got to see their little Christmas pageant Monday night. Lots of *very* traditional Christmas songs in a *very* traditional Catholic church. Quite lovely, especially the teeniest 2nd grader in the front row! It was the pomp & circumstance of Catholicism that kept me from becoming a total lapsed soul during my middle years (those times when Mom & Dad can’t force you to go to services).
And, I was openly bawling during the 5th-grade rendition of “Little Drummer Boy,” complete with, yeah, drums, and tambourines. I don’t think we’ll be lucky enough to get carolers, so I’m glad I got my fill at school the other night.
there must be a Wassail page.