"What the . . .?"
Yes, we learn something new every day. My child goes to a French private school. Yes, the same stigmas reign here about the quality of education and the discipline. I mention it because, like most schools of its type, it is primarily based on Catholic principles.
We had the school's holiday "spectacle" (spek-tak-leh) over the weekend. I expected the usual manger scene with the main characters and an abundance of animals. What we got what something worthy of GLEE. It was a whole musical. From the littlest 3 year olds to the older ones, everyone danced, sang, and had fun.
At the end "Santa" (don't even get me started) came and handed out a bag of candy to each child. Cooooooool. The next day at goûter time (gootay=snack) we break out the bag, emptying its contents while the kids "ooh and aah" at the chocolate covered marshmallow bears. Suddenly something lands with a "clink" on the table.
At first I thought they were crazy enough to have put in a ceramic figurine with the candy (yes, rules about that are a TAD more lax than in the States. Check out this . . . and also, these little collectibles that come in our King's Cake that I will write about soon) but closer inspection led to a first for me.
Christ Candy. CHRIST . . . CANDY.
The hours Catholic (don't freak out, it's an observation) children spend at catechism classes so that they can partake of the body of Christ . . . heck, for a couple of euros they can buy a whole bag of Jesus to munch on during the service.
Who?? What??!! but mostly WHY????
