Weird Traditions
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
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Weird traditions/habits
This seems to be drifting off to personal foibles, so what the hell.
Every time I see a small lamb I try to give it a hint of its' future. How? By yelling "Mint sauce" really loudly at it. They all seem to run away in fear... but I'm not sure if they understand what is being bellowed, more just afraid of my general shoutiness. I never counted bridges though, but my family does have the champagne cork and the first to see the sea traditions... always good.
Working in a summer camp, we have lots of silly traditions. My personal favourite is the singing right at the end of evening activities when we send the kids off to bed, where we sing the camp alma mater, then a little declaration of how we will always be friends, and then another little ditty basically getting the kids in the frame of mind for sleep. The thing about the last one is that it has arm movements, not unlike YMCA (well, it amuses me). The kids also have to line up for dinner, and on Saturday mornings it is tradition for them to have smoked salmon and bagels. Makes a change from pancakes, I guess. One among the counsellors here though is to teach the kids really rude things, without telling them the meaning behind it. My personal contribution to this is teaching the kids the move from "The Spiderman". I now have a division full of kids yelling "GO WEB GO!".
University traditions... well there is the annual piss up known as term time. Wednesday night was drinking night, although come to think of it, so was every other night. Let's just say at uni it was traditional to remain constantly
Legless
(sorry)
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 17:20, Reply)
This seems to be drifting off to personal foibles, so what the hell.
Every time I see a small lamb I try to give it a hint of its' future. How? By yelling "Mint sauce" really loudly at it. They all seem to run away in fear... but I'm not sure if they understand what is being bellowed, more just afraid of my general shoutiness. I never counted bridges though, but my family does have the champagne cork and the first to see the sea traditions... always good.
Working in a summer camp, we have lots of silly traditions. My personal favourite is the singing right at the end of evening activities when we send the kids off to bed, where we sing the camp alma mater, then a little declaration of how we will always be friends, and then another little ditty basically getting the kids in the frame of mind for sleep. The thing about the last one is that it has arm movements, not unlike YMCA (well, it amuses me). The kids also have to line up for dinner, and on Saturday mornings it is tradition for them to have smoked salmon and bagels. Makes a change from pancakes, I guess. One among the counsellors here though is to teach the kids really rude things, without telling them the meaning behind it. My personal contribution to this is teaching the kids the move from "The Spiderman". I now have a division full of kids yelling "GO WEB GO!".
University traditions... well there is the annual piss up known as term time. Wednesday night was drinking night, although come to think of it, so was every other night. Let's just say at uni it was traditional to remain constantly
Legless
(sorry)
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 17:20, Reply)
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