In Cairndhu, at Christmas, each Sunday School class had
a party, where there were games like Postman's Knock and a thing called Be Baw
Babity and The Farmer Wants a Wife, all of which needed a ring with someone inside. For the Farmer the
person inside chose a wife then the wife chose someone to be the child and so on, until someone had to
choose a dog. Choosing the first wife, if Tiptoes was there, was fixed - you got
scalded with her look if you made a mistake and chose Jeany with the light
brown hair. Several people were expected to contribute a party piece and
Tiptoes recited Christopher Robin is saying his prayers in a VERY SWEET voice
while we boys squirmed at a boy being portrayed in such a pansy fashion. There was also a girl who was taking elocution lessons
and recited 'The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht wi' muckle fecht and din'. Why
one needed to attend elocution classes to learn that, I never knew. I just hope the present day disco parties are as memorable as ours were.
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Sunday School parties
In the village, not Cairndhu but it's proxy where I grew up, we all went to Sunday School at the Kirk. At Christmas each class had a party, where there were games like Postman's Knock and a thing called Be Baw Babity and The farmer wants a wife with a ring and someone inside, then the person inside chose a wife or a husband, depending on their sex, then the husband chose something someone to be the child and so on, until someone had to chose a dog. Choosing the first wife if tiptoes was there was fixed - you got scalded with her look if you made a mistake and chose Jeany with the light brown hair. Several people were expected to contribute a party piece and Tiptoes recited Christopher Robin is saying his prayers in a VERY SWEET voice while we boys squirmed. There was also a girl who was taking elocution lessons and she recited 'The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht wi' muckle fecht and din'. Why one needed to attend elocution classes to learn that, I never knew.
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