Thursday, November 10, 2005

Sankt Martin

Aaah, every year it is the same thing. It is Saint Martin's day and the streets are full of singing children. Soon they will knock on my door and I am totally unprepared! No sweets in the house whatsoever, because my bum is as big as that of a Shire horse and the less temptation there is here, the better. I guess the only thing I can do, is to pretend I am not home. How embarrasing!

For those of you outside Germany, the legend of Sankt (= Saint) Martin says that he once shared his cloak with a poor man and thus saved him from freezing to death. On his saint's day every year little children go from door to door and sign songs in return for sweets (a bit like trick or treat at Halloween).


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