Back before I was born, and my grandmother was a wee little lass, on the fifth of December a man named Sinterklaas came on his grey horse. He would ride all around town leaving gifts for the young boys and girls in their shoes. Things like chocolates, and small candies, and he also brings one big gift just for you. You may be asking "What does he do with the bad children." Well, what I didn't tell you was that black pete would come with Sinterklaas too. He would take all the bad boys and girls away in a sack, to Spain and make them his slaves/servants. Honestly, I would take a free trip to Spain than stay in Utah all year.
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You may also be wondering, "Why in the world is Matthew writing about this." Well, I have a confession to make... I'm part Dutch. You see my grandmother who is full Dutch used to have all of her children and grandchildren come and be a part of the Sinterklaas party. We would go and have a huge breakfast, and while eating breakfast parents would write in a notebook two things about each of the children in their family, one good thing and one bad thing, then, we would sing the words of Sinterklaas which are Sinterklaas kapoentje gooi wat in mijn schoente, breng wat in mijn laarsj, dankje Sinterkaasje. Which if you are wondering, translates into Nicholas remember us on five of December. Fill our little shoe, do, Thank you, Saint Nicholas. (Thanks for the help grandma.) Then if my grandmother does not think that it is loud enough she makes us sing it once more. Then Sinterklaas comes with Black Pete and brings children gifts. (He doesn't really bring them, the parents do. Yes I know i'm ruining the magic.) When it is your turn, you go up and sit on Sinterklaas' lap, and he reads from the book out loud and every time he does, my grandma no matter who it is shouts "Put 'em in the sack!" Thanks grandma.
Now grandma thought last year, the party was getting too big. So she made an end to the tradition. Now, we celebrate it with our immediate family. So my mom thought that it would be fun if my little niece and nephew come over to spend the night, and we are going to have some sort of Sinterklaas party. I'm not sure how it will turn out. Hopefully well.
Well now you have more information about something that you will possibly never need. Unless you get jumped, and the person who jumped you says that you can live only if you can tell him information about the Brothers Sinterklaas party and you can tell them everything about it. You're welcome, I may have just saved your life.
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