"Kind old man, St. Nicholas dear,
Come to my house this year."
-from Mary Thienes-Schunemann's The Christmas Star
My children had a wonderful time discovering treats in their shoes this frosty morning. Kitty Bill was especially excited because in his short memory there was only one other St. Nicholas Day, last year. It's so wonderful when their memories start sticking together because that's when the anticipation really starts to take on a life of its own.
Last night they carefully selected carrots and apples for his horse, and Moonshine insisted they leave out a bit of chocolate for St. Nicholas to enjoy himself. In their boots this morning they each found a clementine, peanuts, and some chocolates. That's pretty standard fare for Switzerland, but even in the states, St. Nicholas left some variety of nuts, fruit, and chocolates. But as I understand it, St. Nicholas Day is actually celebrated in a variety of ways here in Switzerland.
Another Swiss friend said that St. Nicholas makes an appearance at their house, coming round to greet their child. I don't know how it goes there with the shoes or not, but I find it all very interesting. It seems much more of a personal experience here than our typical shoes and stockings celebrations. After all, this is their Santi Klaus... kind of.... at least some of them call him that. The more I learn about our cultural differences, the more there is to learn.
For example, the other night we braved the below freezing temps and enjoyed the Christmas market in Basel, Switzerland. It just happened to be the night of their traditional Niggi Näggi, a parade of decorated Harley Davidson motorcycles ridden by Santas. Santas on Harleys. Strange, no?
However you celebrate this special day, I'm wishing you joy.
Shoot! St. Nicholas day! I totally forgot. Tonight we are playing dredyl and eating latkes and lox. 'Cept I forgot about the whole kosher thing and bought ham for you know who (local carnivorous boy whose name rhymes with wooka). Oh well! Next year perhaps.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I set fire to our menorah.
ReplyDeleteWe have celebrated Sinterklaas (dutch) as well.
ReplyDeleteTraditionally we sing all the classic St Nicolas songs in Dutch (our motherlanguage) and we set our shoe on the night of the 5th with a carrot for the horse and some milk for St. Nicolas and some milk for his helpers (I don't know how they are called in English. They are 'zwarte Pieten' in Dutch and 'père fouéttard' in French.) We also put aside a nice drawing for St. Nicolas (he likes that) and a letter where we tell him that we have been good this past year and what kind of toy we would like (this tends to get out of hand if you don't watch :-) And then the next morning (if the children have been good the last year) they find in their shoe: chocolat, gingernuts, oranges, marzipan and toys. Here St.Nicolas is a much bigger deal than Christmas for children. Because of the toys they get. And it is a festival especially for kids, no parents involved at all ;-)
We've never done the St. Nick thing, but this helps to explain why St Nick was a big deal to these Swiss colleagues of dh's. The trees are spectacular!
ReplyDeleteIt is so wonderful to hear your experiences~ Thanks so much for sharing.
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