oh the fun we have
Feb. 26th, 2001 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireICELAND: BUN DAY
On the Monday before Lent, Icelandic parents wake up to their children
smacking them with colorful sticks decorated with paper and ribbons.
The number of smacks they succeed in giving is the number of cream
buns their parents are obliged to give as gifts. The children chant
"Bolla, bolla" (bun, bun) while enacting this custom thought to have
begun in about 1700. This day, celebrated on the Monday before Lent,
is also known as Bolludagur.
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Right. So Professor L. taught Czech today, beating the genitive case into our skulls. Mostly by helping us remember our insults and vocabulary for visiting the gooseberry ranch. Lots of fun. The man made me turn red not just once, but three times. Goodness. Watched a video on the Prague Spring and the Soviet invasion this afternoon. The film makers were originally finishing up a film on the Socialist Renaissance when Soviet tanks came rolling into Prague. The scenes of troops and the unarmed Czech resistance were especially powerful. Oratorio for Prague. I highly recommend it. Afterwards Deb and I ate lunch at her place, and wandered around Central Market. Bought fortune cookies and chocolate candies to munch. I think now I'm going to make some potatos.
On the Monday before Lent, Icelandic parents wake up to their children
smacking them with colorful sticks decorated with paper and ribbons.
The number of smacks they succeed in giving is the number of cream
buns their parents are obliged to give as gifts. The children chant
"Bolla, bolla" (bun, bun) while enacting this custom thought to have
begun in about 1700. This day, celebrated on the Monday before Lent,
is also known as Bolludagur.
********
Right. So Professor L. taught Czech today, beating the genitive case into our skulls. Mostly by helping us remember our insults and vocabulary for visiting the gooseberry ranch. Lots of fun. The man made me turn red not just once, but three times. Goodness. Watched a video on the Prague Spring and the Soviet invasion this afternoon. The film makers were originally finishing up a film on the Socialist Renaissance when Soviet tanks came rolling into Prague. The scenes of troops and the unarmed Czech resistance were especially powerful. Oratorio for Prague. I highly recommend it. Afterwards Deb and I ate lunch at her place, and wandered around Central Market. Bought fortune cookies and chocolate candies to munch. I think now I'm going to make some potatos.
