End of year picnic

10 Dec

Whereas:
Christmas has become an over-commercialised construct which places undue economic and social pressures on people who could really do without it;

And fully recognising that:
Father Christmas has been totally appropriated for aforesaid commercialisation;

And not withstanding:
That children get way too many lollies at this time of the year;

And also acknowledging:
that our primary schools should not be culturally isolating by introducing potentially inappropriate cultural symbols;

I nonetheless need to tell you that watching an entire school (admittedly a small school) of children run (arms and legs akimbo, hats flying to the ground) from one end of Marshmallow Park to the other in order to greet aforesaid commercial construct carrying sugar bounties is worth it’s weight. In myrrh.

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8 Responses to “End of year picnic”

  1. Pavlov's Cat December 10, 2008 at 1:09 pm #

    Baby. Bathwater.

    That is all.

  2. Alby Mangroves December 10, 2008 at 1:30 pm #

    I haven’t got avent calendars. My tree isn’t even out of the shed yet. I have not bought ridiculous amounts of crap to wrap and ‘present’ to people. I might be boycotting the whole thing, if it weren’t for the anticipated delight that Peanut’s eyes will light up with when she opens her first ever Xmas present of a talking Upsy Daisy Dolly…

  3. Stomper Girl December 10, 2008 at 2:23 pm #

    Told with an admirable sense of perspective.

  4. blackbird December 10, 2008 at 8:55 pm #

    Lovely.

  5. Kath Lockett December 11, 2008 at 12:19 pm #

    Yeah, I hear ya. Me own heart was bursting with pride as young Sapphire recited her one line during their school play and I struggled not to try.

    Despite not having done any Christmas shopping or decorating the house (not while it’s still up for f**king sale and needs to look ‘spacious’), I’m kinda looking forward to the whole catastrophe. Especially now that I’ve been to Liquorland and got the champers, Bombay Sapphire, Baileys and rose organised.

  6. miriam December 11, 2008 at 5:41 pm #

    not to forget the frankincense….

  7. Helen December 11, 2008 at 7:55 pm #

    Are you talking carols in the park, TC? Pardner took kids tonight as I had stuff to do, unfortunately. I must ask him if Santa managed to get the local fire truck. If there’s nothing fire-y going on he gets to cruise in on top of the truck, ringing a bell.

    That’s just one kid, now, teenager was scornfully at home; I thought kid might say he was too old, but obviously not just yet!

  8. fifi December 12, 2008 at 8:10 am #

    The only moment that my stony heart softens is when Santa cruises in on his surfboat with a ton of iceblocks, and hundreds of beach-ball-headed nippers flock him on the shore when he pulls in.

    But that may be the only moment, mind.

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