Octavian
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Someone told my wife told about Christingle. It is a Christian service for children held shortly before Christmas. Each child is given a decorated orange with a lighted candle in it. Four cocktail sticks are also stuck in the orange, the sticks having a small piece of fruit on the end. It is all quite symbolic.
The kids are told that the orange represents the world. A red ribbon is wrapped round the orange and is meant to signify the blood of Jesus. The lit candle depicts the light of the world. The four cocktail sticks are supposed to represent the four corners of the globe and the fruit the abundance of natural riches.
Now this is fine for the kids, but what about the adults? What does it mean for us? Here are my ideas.
The orange depicts the primeval fear of so very many women. Just imagine you are alone in an isolated house on a dark night. You have just taken a shower when you hear the eerie howl of a timber wolf. Something catches your eye and you glance at the mirror. You freeze and your heart misses a beat. What is it that has frightened you to such an extent? Cellulite!
The red ribbon or tape symbolises bureaucracy. There is absolutely nothing one can do nowadays without form filling of some description or other. Applying for credit cards, passports, and driving licences entails mountains of paperwork. And have you any idea how many forms are required if you want to purchase an Armalite Assassin Deluxe Self-loading Sniper’s rifle?
The lit candle is a graphic living demonstration of global warming. That hypnotic flame is steadily consuming the oxygen in the atmosphere, depleting the ozone layer and allowing more of the dangerous UV rays to penetrate, thereby contributing to the increase in the number of cases of skin cancers. So the next time you are want to light that festive candle, spare a thought for those unfortunates who are sunbathing on Bondi Beach, whose very lives will be jeopardised as a direct result of your thoughtless action.
There are four cocktail sticks. Why four? It is because four is a mystical number. There are Four Gospels and four corners at Highbury, the home ground of Arsenal. Four plus three hundred and fifty-six equals the number of degrees in a circle. How many legs did Laurel and Hardy have? You’ve guessed it… four. Take away six of the Ten Commandments and how many are left? Four! What number comes between three and five? But the answer is surely in the fact that it is Christmas related. Four is the number of the Three Wise Men, or it would have been, had there been four of them!
Fruit is an allegory for the transitory nature of life. A young girl is like a peach; both have soft and downy skin. In middle age her skin is like that of an apple (apart from the fact that it is not green; unless she comes from the Moon, which is highly unlikely, because according to the book, all women come from Venus). And unlike an apple, she probably won’t have any labels on her skin saying that she is a Golden Delicious, a singularly inapt name, given that such apples are neither golden nor delicious.
But getting back to the subject and the analogy of fruit and life, when our young girl, (remember her?) reaches old age she could well be bananas. Well she certainly will be if my mother is anything to go by.
So if you have got this far, Happy Christmas
Octavian
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The kids are told that the orange represents the world. A red ribbon is wrapped round the orange and is meant to signify the blood of Jesus. The lit candle depicts the light of the world. The four cocktail sticks are supposed to represent the four corners of the globe and the fruit the abundance of natural riches.
Now this is fine for the kids, but what about the adults? What does it mean for us? Here are my ideas.
The orange depicts the primeval fear of so very many women. Just imagine you are alone in an isolated house on a dark night. You have just taken a shower when you hear the eerie howl of a timber wolf. Something catches your eye and you glance at the mirror. You freeze and your heart misses a beat. What is it that has frightened you to such an extent? Cellulite!
The red ribbon or tape symbolises bureaucracy. There is absolutely nothing one can do nowadays without form filling of some description or other. Applying for credit cards, passports, and driving licences entails mountains of paperwork. And have you any idea how many forms are required if you want to purchase an Armalite Assassin Deluxe Self-loading Sniper’s rifle?
The lit candle is a graphic living demonstration of global warming. That hypnotic flame is steadily consuming the oxygen in the atmosphere, depleting the ozone layer and allowing more of the dangerous UV rays to penetrate, thereby contributing to the increase in the number of cases of skin cancers. So the next time you are want to light that festive candle, spare a thought for those unfortunates who are sunbathing on Bondi Beach, whose very lives will be jeopardised as a direct result of your thoughtless action.
There are four cocktail sticks. Why four? It is because four is a mystical number. There are Four Gospels and four corners at Highbury, the home ground of Arsenal. Four plus three hundred and fifty-six equals the number of degrees in a circle. How many legs did Laurel and Hardy have? You’ve guessed it… four. Take away six of the Ten Commandments and how many are left? Four! What number comes between three and five? But the answer is surely in the fact that it is Christmas related. Four is the number of the Three Wise Men, or it would have been, had there been four of them!
Fruit is an allegory for the transitory nature of life. A young girl is like a peach; both have soft and downy skin. In middle age her skin is like that of an apple (apart from the fact that it is not green; unless she comes from the Moon, which is highly unlikely, because according to the book, all women come from Venus). And unlike an apple, she probably won’t have any labels on her skin saying that she is a Golden Delicious, a singularly inapt name, given that such apples are neither golden nor delicious.
But getting back to the subject and the analogy of fruit and life, when our young girl, (remember her?) reaches old age she could well be bananas. Well she certainly will be if my mother is anything to go by.
So if you have got this far, Happy Christmas
Octavian
My Stories
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