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Thursday, December 8, 2011
Merry Christmas I Mean MERRY CHRISTMAS
Not Happy Holidays, Though I Hope They Will Be
We will be celebrating Christmas this year on December 25. Same date as last year. Same date as next year. Same date people around the world have been celebrating it for generations, come to think of it.
I was going to let go after my little rant last year, complete with musical accompaniment here. But, then I got to watching the news on our local television station here in London, Ontario. And frankly, I got mildly bothered. You can substitute another word or two if you want, maybe one that is less . . . well . . . mild.
A lot of companies that we have never really heard of, take it upon themselves to issue a commercial greeting during the news this time of year. I lost count of how many lawyers, accountants, purveyors of things we need and other stuff did their thing but it was several. Of that several, more than half wished me and My Dear Wife in the next chair a Happy Holiday. Too bad I can't remember who they were, since it was coming so hot and heavy. I would gladly communicate to them where I think they should put their Happy Holiday. Think lack of sunshine.
The brave ones who remembered that we would be celebrating Christmas were somewhat outnumbered, but not overcome. In fact, in most instances they had a gaggle of employees, students or friends with them to make sure that we knew they communally were wishing us a Merry Christmas.
As I said I would have let it go. But, a friend from Petrolia, who lives near us in our winter home in Tucson, Norm Sutherland, sent out the following in an email, which he invited us to share with others. It is cute. It is relevant, and it is poignant.
And so, I am sharing it with you in this forum, my blog. Should any of you want the original email, so that you can send it to your friends, relatives, mortal enemies (to whom you wish glad tidings) leave me a comment with your email address, and I will forward the original to you.
We will be celebrating Christmas this year on December 25. Same date as last year. Same date as next year. Same date people around the world have been celebrating it for generations, come to think of it.
I was going to let go after my little rant last year, complete with musical accompaniment here. But, then I got to watching the news on our local television station here in London, Ontario. And frankly, I got mildly bothered. You can substitute another word or two if you want, maybe one that is less . . . well . . . mild.
A lot of companies that we have never really heard of, take it upon themselves to issue a commercial greeting during the news this time of year. I lost count of how many lawyers, accountants, purveyors of things we need and other stuff did their thing but it was several. Of that several, more than half wished me and My Dear Wife in the next chair a Happy Holiday. Too bad I can't remember who they were, since it was coming so hot and heavy. I would gladly communicate to them where I think they should put their Happy Holiday. Think lack of sunshine.
The brave ones who remembered that we would be celebrating Christmas were somewhat outnumbered, but not overcome. In fact, in most instances they had a gaggle of employees, students or friends with them to make sure that we knew they communally were wishing us a Merry Christmas.
As I said I would have let it go. But, a friend from Petrolia, who lives near us in our winter home in Tucson, Norm Sutherland, sent out the following in an email, which he invited us to share with others. It is cute. It is relevant, and it is poignant.
And so, I am sharing it with you in this forum, my blog. Should any of you want the original email, so that you can send it to your friends, relatives, mortal enemies (to whom you wish glad tidings) leave me a comment with your email address, and I will forward the original to you.
We will be making a conscious effort to wish everyone
a Merry Christmas this year ...
My way of saying that we are celebrating
the birth Of Jesus Christ.
So, we are asking readers,
if you agree with us,
to please do the same.
And if you'll pass this on to
your friends, and so on...
maybe we can prevent one more Canadian/American
tradition from being lost in the sea of
"Political Correctness".
To One and All ! ! ! ! !
Kids Say the Darndest Things
Humor from GodVine
Funny Things Kids Have Said
LOT 'S WIFE
The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot's wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, "My Mother looked back once while she was driving," he announced triumphantly, "and she turned into a telephone pole!"
GOOD SAMARITAN
A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan. She asked the class, "If you saw a person lying on the roadside, all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?"
A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, "I think I'd throw up."
DID NOAH FISH?
A Sunday school teacher asked, "Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark?"
"No," replied Johnny. "How could he, with just two worms."
HIGHER POWER
A Sunday school teacher said to her children, "We have been learning how powerful Kings and Queens were in Bible times. But, there is a Higher Power. Can anybody tell me what it is?"
One child blurted out, "Aces!"
MOSES AND THE RED SEA
Nine-year-old Joey was asked by his mother what he had learned in Sunday School.
"Well, Mum, our teacher told us how God sent Moses behind enemy lines on a rescue mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. When he got to the Red Sea, he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then he radioed headquarters for reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved."
"Now, Joey, is that really what your teacher taught you?" his Mother asked.
"Well, no, Mum, but, if I told it the way the teacher did, you'd never believe it!"
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD
A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class memorize one of the most quoted passages in the Bible - Psalm 23. She gave the youngsters a month to learn the chapter.
Little Rick was excited about the task - but he just couldn't remember the Psalm. After much practice, he could barely get past the first line.
On the day that the kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front of the congregation, Ricky was so nervous. When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly, "The Lord is my Shepherd, and that's all I need to know.
Funny Things Kids Have Said
LOT 'S WIFE
The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot's wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, "My Mother looked back once while she was driving," he announced triumphantly, "and she turned into a telephone pole!"
GOOD SAMARITAN
A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan. She asked the class, "If you saw a person lying on the roadside, all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?"
A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, "I think I'd throw up."
DID NOAH FISH?
A Sunday school teacher asked, "Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark?"
"No," replied Johnny. "How could he, with just two worms."
HIGHER POWER
A Sunday school teacher said to her children, "We have been learning how powerful Kings and Queens were in Bible times. But, there is a Higher Power. Can anybody tell me what it is?"
One child blurted out, "Aces!"
MOSES AND THE RED SEA
Nine-year-old Joey was asked by his mother what he had learned in Sunday School.
"Well, Mum, our teacher told us how God sent Moses behind enemy lines on a rescue mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. When he got to the Red Sea, he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then he radioed headquarters for reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved."
"Now, Joey, is that really what your teacher taught you?" his Mother asked.
"Well, no, Mum, but, if I told it the way the teacher did, you'd never believe it!"
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD
A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class memorize one of the most quoted passages in the Bible - Psalm 23. She gave the youngsters a month to learn the chapter.
Little Rick was excited about the task - but he just couldn't remember the Psalm. After much practice, he could barely get past the first line.
On the day that the kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front of the congregation, Ricky was so nervous. When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly, "The Lord is my Shepherd, and that's all I need to know.
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