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juno_magic.
Sooo...
Your mission, should you chose to accept it: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "Five Holiday Traditions" and people who get tagged need to write a LiveJournal entry about their five holiday traditions as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged.
- Every Advent Sunday, our family would gather around the advent wreath. When the appropriate number of candles was lit, it was time for singing. Everyone would chose a Christmas carol. If I knew how to play it, I played it on the piano or flute. If my brother knew how to play it, he played it on the guitar. If neither of us could play it, our mother would play it on the piano. The others got to sing along. I always played every verse, and was very amused when the others didn't know the lyrics after the first two verses. Of course, everyone had their special songs, too. I always chose "Alle Jahre wieder" and "Tochter Zion" and "Engel haben Himmelslieder" and "Fröhliche Weihnacht überall"; my Mom would always choose "Ihr Kinderlein kommet"; my brother would always choose "Oh Tannenbaum" and "Am Weihnachtsbaume die Lichter brennen"; Dad would always choose an obscure Peruan Christmas carol about a little blue bird flying down from the mountains. If my grandmother was there for the weekend, she's always ask for "Leise rieselt der Schnee".
- My mother has asked me to write the Christmas cards to the Canadians and Americans in our family ever since 1995 (when I had learned English for two years). After my half-year in Canada, it has gone without saying that the English cards were my duty. This year, she didn't ask me for the first time in 10 years. I wonder whether something is off, or whether she just noticed that my brother studies English as well.
- The tree would be put up by my Dad in the late afternoon of the 23rd. My brother or I would help him ever since I was 11, because our mother claimed that she couldn't, or was too busy. When the tree finally stood, we decorated it together. That is, my mother and I would decorate it to the end; Thomas would grow tired of it after a while an leave, and Dad usually had to prepare supper.
- Speaking of which: For the last five years, my family's traditional Christmas Eve dinner was racelette. Because it takes long and helps to pass the time. For a similar reason, the traditional New Year's Eve dinner was fondue.
- Presents were unwrapped on Christmas Eve. Slooooowly and delightfully after returning from the early Christmas service (which meant, after 7 pm). Whenever my brother and I complained about wanting to start earlier, our father would tell us the horrible tale of how he had to wait until the morning of the 25th when he was a kid. Because he comes from a Catholic family where they actually had to wait 'till Christmas morning. For my brother and me, bloody Protestant kids that we are, Christmas began on the 24th, so the morning of the 24th should have been the time to unwrap presents, really!
We were even more shocked when we heard that in some countries, children had to wait until January 6th. The poor children!
And I actually tag people this time.
zorn
malicedl
fuchs
vashachu
coppertone
*terminally curious*
In other news, my advent calendar today contained an eight-pointed chocolate star. Fëa has forbidden me to eat it. *mopes*
juno_magic.Sooo...
Your mission, should you chose to accept it: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "Five Holiday Traditions" and people who get tagged need to write a LiveJournal entry about their five holiday traditions as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged.
- Every Advent Sunday, our family would gather around the advent wreath. When the appropriate number of candles was lit, it was time for singing. Everyone would chose a Christmas carol. If I knew how to play it, I played it on the piano or flute. If my brother knew how to play it, he played it on the guitar. If neither of us could play it, our mother would play it on the piano. The others got to sing along. I always played every verse, and was very amused when the others didn't know the lyrics after the first two verses. Of course, everyone had their special songs, too. I always chose "Alle Jahre wieder" and "Tochter Zion" and "Engel haben Himmelslieder" and "Fröhliche Weihnacht überall"; my Mom would always choose "Ihr Kinderlein kommet"; my brother would always choose "Oh Tannenbaum" and "Am Weihnachtsbaume die Lichter brennen"; Dad would always choose an obscure Peruan Christmas carol about a little blue bird flying down from the mountains. If my grandmother was there for the weekend, she's always ask for "Leise rieselt der Schnee".
- My mother has asked me to write the Christmas cards to the Canadians and Americans in our family ever since 1995 (when I had learned English for two years). After my half-year in Canada, it has gone without saying that the English cards were my duty. This year, she didn't ask me for the first time in 10 years. I wonder whether something is off, or whether she just noticed that my brother studies English as well.
- The tree would be put up by my Dad in the late afternoon of the 23rd. My brother or I would help him ever since I was 11, because our mother claimed that she couldn't, or was too busy. When the tree finally stood, we decorated it together. That is, my mother and I would decorate it to the end; Thomas would grow tired of it after a while an leave, and Dad usually had to prepare supper.
- Speaking of which: For the last five years, my family's traditional Christmas Eve dinner was racelette. Because it takes long and helps to pass the time. For a similar reason, the traditional New Year's Eve dinner was fondue.
- Presents were unwrapped on Christmas Eve. Slooooowly and delightfully after returning from the early Christmas service (which meant, after 7 pm). Whenever my brother and I complained about wanting to start earlier, our father would tell us the horrible tale of how he had to wait until the morning of the 25th when he was a kid. Because he comes from a Catholic family where they actually had to wait 'till Christmas morning. For my brother and me, bloody Protestant kids that we are, Christmas began on the 24th, so the morning of the 24th should have been the time to unwrap presents, really!
We were even more shocked when we heard that in some countries, children had to wait until January 6th. The poor children!
And I actually tag people this time.
zornmalicedlfuchsvashachucoppertone*terminally curious*
In other news, my advent calendar today contained an eight-pointed chocolate star. Fëa has forbidden me to eat it. *mopes*
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Date: 2005-12-21 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-21 10:25 pm (UTC)'My' Fëa has made it quite clear that he'd be very wroth indeed if I dared to eat it. I suppose he prefers a mouldy greyish-green chocolate star to an eaten chocolate star. *theatralic sigh*