A Winter’s Tale
Christmas assemblies are always a conundrum in a politically-correct, multi-cultural society.
“Some show and tell!” Miss Pugh stressed as she lit the three candles and a lamp. “I wanted four different items; these are all the same. How can we demonstrate the different religions with these?”
Four pupils whispered amongst themselves and one of them retorted a reassuring “Leave it to us.”
The Christmas decorations glimmered in the flickering candle light, as each class crushed through two sets of double doors. “Quiet!” She boomed. “Four children from different faiths will now explain what winter means to their faith.” Please Allah, let it be okay, she muttered under her breath.
Deepika carefully pointed out her lamp. “Hindus celebrate a winter festival with many beautiful lamps. Clare is Jewish, and her festival, Hanukah has a candle for each of eight days of celebrations. Catholics light candles in Church on a memorable occasions, like Christmas.
“As a Buddhist”, said Mark, “I am often encouraged to stare into a flame and calm my mind”.
“How interesting, that in a dark season without much to celebrate, all religions introduce light to contrast a cold winter, celebrating a unique, special light within each of us”.
“Clare continued, “There is darkness in all our lives today. Even in our darkest winter there is a light, maybe just a pinpoint of light, upon which we can focus and work together towards a brighter future.