Showing posts with label Sunday School. Show all posts
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Sunday, 28 May 2017

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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