Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Go to Bethla-ha-.ha-ham

"She was just doing laundry and then the angel just appeared and she was really scared,"
Now, during all these shows--Scrooged, White Christmas, Christmas Story (Red Rider BBgun with a compass in the stock), Rudolph, etc.--it is time for the real story of Christmas to be heard and seen.

And, who better to do this is are children at Southland Christian Church.


Rejoice! For unto us has been born a Saviour...

Now you know what really happened.


This is a re-post from last Christmas. From the mouths of children....

Gotta love it.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

BFG

Roald Dahl

Roald Dahl may not be known by many adults outside a child’s world. Oh, they might recognize movies that came from his books: James and the Giant Peach, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Matilda, BFG, The Witches, Fantastic Mr. Fox, Danny and the Champion of the World, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, and … But the adults may not know anything about the BOOK.

In looking through Wikipedia, I scanned through 500 entries, including books, short stories, and movies. Eventually, I had to stop. My eyes were blurred.

Roald Dahl was prolific and creativity poured from him, a fountain that children enjoyed for decades. My kids. My students.

So, Alex Cavanaugh and Heather Gardener asked for bloggers to choose a book that was loved and its conversion to film or music media.

Please go to this site to discover the details: Michelle Gregory

My choice is The BFG, a book beloved by children and parents.  I won’t give the synopsis because I really want you Bloggers to check it out.  A tender story with courage and love, the BFG (Big Friendly Giant) gives the reader hope and humor.

As too often, movies made from great books are often trash, as they are slashed, removing essential story lines. I won’t list those movies as they shouldn’t be watched by anyone with any sort of discerning taste.


So, here is The BFG. Hopefully, you will be able to read the excerpt.


The BFG
The BFG on Nook 
The movie is one rare one that actually steps up and stands side by side with the book.




Both of these are about 2 minutes or so.

Reminder to movie directors: Don't screw with the message of the book.  The book is just fine as it is.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

The Power of Love

Another daughter, Mary (who will be visiting from Switzerland in 10 days, bringing husband and grandsons) was only four years old when we moved to Ireland.  She was a sprite and not at all shy even then.

Erin, Mary, and John

When the school year started, Mary was 4.5 years old and ready to enroll in Junior Infants/pre kindergarten at New Inn School, Glanmire, Co. Cork. One of the greatest ideas of all time is school uniforms.  Pants, skirt, and vest were polyester which meant they could be washed each night, worn the next day, and then repeated.  Wore like iron, they were awesome.

We went shopping at Dunnes Store where everyone shopped thirty years ago and scouted for grey with blue shirts.  Mary ran off sprite-like and soon was found.

One thing about Mary was/is that she has a piercing and loud voice.  Anywhere she went, we could find her easily.  On this day, Mary was standing by the tri-mirror next to the changing rooms and was singing with all the gusto and joy that a four year old has.

She had ripped into a Celine Dion song "I am your lady" with chorus lyrics, as interpreted by a four-year old:

'Cause I am your lady/You are my man/ Whenever your reach for me/I'll do all that I can.

I do not believe that most Irish people had ever heard their children singing that song or singing with such passion. Dunnes was silent as Mary moved to the last lines (again as translated by a four-year old:  frightened became fighting:

We're heading for something/Somewhere I've never been/Some times I am frightened/But I'm ready to learn.



YouTube is amazing.



We drove home with school uniforms and with Mary still singing.  I just smiled. The power of love.

Note: Older daughter had a cassette tape of top music from mid-1980s. Mary sang along with her sister.  In the car, Mary started singing "Like a Virgin" by Madonna. Sigh.