As we're getting increasingly more excited about Christmas, almost to the point of The Husband and me moving out of the house because the constant screaming and screeching and fighting by the kids who don't know what to do with all that excess energy is driving us batty, they come home from daycare and talk (somewhat) knowingly about Chanukah and Menorahs and Dreidels. As it turns out, a couple of their little Jewish friends have had their parents in to educate the rest of the gang about Chanukah.
Too bad they don't remember the Eid celebrations they've been to with their last home daycare, run by a Muslim woman.
This is what I love about the multicultural city in which we live. Everybody or their parents or grandparents are from someplace else and follow different belief systems. Everybody has their own culture and foods and languages and traditions and celebrations - and the kids get to soak it all up.
Sometimes I wonder whether we really want to move to the country side where things are a lot less diverse.
Friday, December 3, 2010
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I used to think that being in the country would be culturally monotonous.
After spending the last two summers at a remote cabin in NW Wisconsin, I was happily proven wrong. Most of the people around me (relatively speaking - nearest neighbor was quarter of a mile away) had all lived in dense, diverse urban areas, all with their own beliefs and customs, before deciding to settle in a rural area, whether for retirement or whatever other reason.
They all kept their diversity - it didn't go away once they left the city.
I spoke a surprising amount of Spanish in the middle of nowhere :-)
Hi Rick,
thanks, that gives me hope :)
Though it's not at all what my experience tells me from visiting my in-laws who do live in the boonies. Last fall we saw banners for the local "Redneck Games" on the way there, at other times municipalities were fighting over which one would get to host the next edition of the "International Plowing Match" and that kind of thing.
And good luck with the Norwegian! It's one of my favourite languages (if only in terms of listening....).
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