Me and OH went to see our grandson in his last nativity. The school doesn't do them after year two because the older years think it's childish. He has risen through the acting ranks, being a wise man in his reception year and a angel in year 1 and finally he has become joseph in year 2. We are extremely proud of him and he remembered all his lines.
Our own little Joseph: Me and OH went to see our... - PMRGCAuk
What a lovely picture !
He has very definitely risen through the ranks , there is only one rank above Angel for the boys and that is Joseph!
Must say both me and the OH did alittle Oooh , argh angry gaffaw like an MP at PMQs when you said they give at Year 2 because the children think it's childish , What Rot!
I wonder wether it's less too do with the kids and more to do with the Teachers hearing the odd grumpy kid making a comment and using it as an excuse to get out of doing extra Xmas performances.
Bring on the Nativity play torture for one and all.
I have so many fond and funny memories of them all , as Actor , Audience and Organiser , a thing that teaches us all the true meaning of Christmas , in more ways than one !!!
Oh there were some strange additions to this nativity. We had the usual culprits, Mary, joseph, kings, donkey etc.... but we also had a herd of sheep (one had the role of sleeping sheep who had to be woken up all the time), some dizzy chickens, a school teacher, children, headmaster and an iron monger!!!
When you need a part per child and you have 90 children I suppose you have to think outside the box.YB
That's one of the most important roles!
My youngest was a sheep first time out in full woolly onesie at a tiny 2 years.
When we moved to Anglesey , we moved in December , she was in the Nursery , when we went in to tell them at school the teachers shrieked and said,
' Oh No , she was going to be Mary , can't you go in January instead!'
Unfortunately not , so our move stole the grand role from her little mitts and she has never let us forget it.
Yet another way that her Mother will eventually send her to seek therapy! xx
I know , I should be flogged through the streets with branch of sharpened Holly!
She did get to be English Mary the following year in the Bilingual Nativity at the new primary school , a tiny village school but they still managed to have a blonde sweetie for both languages despite the fact that Mary never says anything!
Thanks for the heads up, I have read it,and I did enjoy it you have a real talent.
We are having a really hard time here with our younger son. He parted from his partner earlier this year and doesn't like the fact that we sent her a Xmas present. He is saying some cruel things especially about his father, as you can probably imagine I'm not much in the mood for banter at the moment.
Loved your sprout game could really do with some of that sense of family fun at the moment.
Thanks for thinking of me it means a lot xxx
So sorry I know it's hard , you can't do right for doing wrong when these things happen.
Try and keep your chin up .
Perhaps you can just apologise for sending the gift ( you haven't done anything wrong and shouldn't need to but it could calm the waters and make Christmas easier) let him know you didn't know how much it would hurt him and that you all want to help make Christmas easier for him so ask if you can all try to draw a line under it , be nice to one another and hopefully distract each other over the next few days about the things that are sad just now by enjoying each others company as much as you can.
It must be horrible for him, but tiptoeing around people in your condition and that added stress isn't good for your health , so hecneeds to have his cruelty nipped in the bud if he doesn't take the kind comments above , you can't just let him carry on creating misery , as his misery will mean your PMR stress.
Take care and just because it's Christmas don't feel you can't call out for help, we are all here , and if you want to reach out for a private message to me anytime over the next few days I will be there for you.
You shine bright in my eyes Firefly xx Love Venom X
Thanks we have done most of what you suggest but have been told he doesn't want to hear from us again about it.
He has found a new partner, who the children like luckily, but his dad can't accept this yet. Evidentiy the relationship had been floundering for 18 months but we only knew 6 months ago. In fact when he rang to say he had important news we thought they were going to get married, how wrong can you be!
He lives away from us and we only talk once a week usually about the children and his work so he was able to keep us in the dark. Although he has been told about PMR he has never really taken it in or accepted it, even though he knows that there are things I can no longer do. Probably thinks it's old age.
OH really doesn't do emotions and is finding this hard.
Thanks for the offer of support I may need it I don't have many people to turn to it means a great deal.
Enjoy your spronkers!
Seriously I am here message me anytime.
As I said to DC in her recent posts on her hospital admittance and stress at home.
Eventually , even if they are you monkeys , they have grown up so the advice,
' Not my circus , Not my monkeys' definitely applies.
Ask the OH to Give your son your patience without an opinion. For the good of your Health not because anybody is right or wrong.
If your son is playing up , it might be worth letting him know you care and understand but that you need everyone to get on as you have PMR , it is a life changing illness and although he is going through a tough time at the moment you are too , you both need to support each other .
Take care and again I say write whenever you need an extra shoulder , a rant orcjust want to shout arghh to an understanding ear with no advice at all. xx
I think all three of us are turning nocturnal!
We are not fretting over him he was always one to survive any problems unscathed. We are upset that after all we have done to support him since the split he can turn on us. He was obviously more hurt by the experience than he would like to admit (although they both claim it was a mutual agreement) and is having trouble coming to terms with his feelings.
Things will settle.
Have a lovely xmas xx
Just wrote a message to Scats with the same feeling too.
Couldn't have coped the last few weeks without you and support on this site.
Can't wait to chase you up the street for a big hug my choccy mouse!
( See my reply to Scats to see what on earth I am talking about , I haven't been hit in the head with a Spronker just yet!) xxx
We are you real friends Scats , through thick and thin , PMR or No PMR , we only use the virtual world to keep in touch, but one day that too will change.
I plan to creep up and visit you all once I am healthy , yes , the Aussie ones too , just try and stop me, it will take a weapon bigger than a Spronker to hold back me from finally having some fun with my friends in the flesh.
I can see YB running for the Hills as I write , and that's impressive with the PMR!
Take care and much love . xx
Dont be silly, there's as much chance of me running as there is of pigs flying and it doesn't have anything to do with PMR, it's to with me being lazy. I gave up that sort of exercise years ago!! You are more likely to see me rolling past.
It's strange the relationships we have with each other and if someone had said we would have these pen friend type of
relationships years ago we would have laughed at them. Time definitely changes how we interact with people. Like Blearyeyed says with out her there over the last few weeks i would have struggled. That isn't saying others didn't help, there was help from everyone in the forum it's just that sometimes one person has more effect than others. Can't wait for you to run and give me a hug but promise you won't nibble my ears and tail.xxx
And I'll be rolling right behind you, providing there's a slope!
You're right about time changing how we see things, amazing isn't it. I've seen a lot of time and a lot of change, enough to keep my mind occupied on many a sleepless night..
Your ears are quit safe from me at the moment. After months of no choc I have truly pigged out over the last two days of stress and emotion, so that now I feel quite chocked out. Don't worry, temporary condition only!
Now that really is a symptom we must remedy !
Looking forward to rolling or running down a hill with you all , and as I am always a bit of a girl guide and prepared, I will make sure there is an ambulance ready to take us off to the Hozzy after our fun .
Merry Christmas , Firefly , you shine you light bright , and ignore all the silliness at home.xx
It could well be down to the teachers input because I know they have been rehearsing over and over and they got filmed for a dvd as well so I should imagine the teachers are more stressed than usual. Well thats their excuse. Mind you I wouldn't ever want to teach 30 kids at one time. It's a horrendous thought. It might give me nightmares if I ever slept!!YB
Not sleepless nights in those days but eventual breakdown!
This brings back memories of some lovely little boys I taught over the years, my heart always went to the boys, not sure why. My granddaughter is year 2 she was narrator so no cute costume and no pics yet, I'm hoping her dad will have some when they come this weekend. Bet you're proud of him!
We are very proud grandparents. OH kept getting out of his seat and was told to sit down by head teacher (luckily a friend) because he was blocking the view!! When I finally got him to sit down he started to lean into the gang way they had made between the chairs ( for children to come down!!). I gave up at that point,!!
Go Mr.YB I love his spirit!
But when I started reading your last reply I thought you were talking about your grandson .
I was getting confused thinking , in our day they always used to make Joseph stand up at the side of Mary and for some bizarre reason they always seemed to choose the boy with an obsession with going for a wee , or restless leg syndrome, to play the part. ( Although with your grandson they obviously chose looks and acting skill over comedy ).
Maybe that's why Nativity plays are so amusing every year , they have teacher guidelines that help them choose which kids are right for the parts to keep comic traditions alive.
Mary : must be blonde , sweet and for some unknown and bizarre reason the least Hebrew looking girl in class. Doesn't like lines but with good balance if required to ride a donkey.
Joseph : tall , strong, good-looking , , must be able to hold Mary up on a donkey fidgetting a must if comedy value is part of you directorial style.
Kings : clever kids that can pronounce frankincense and myrrh and won't open the presents but can't be trusted to be on stage too long without doing something funny.
Shepherd / sheep: cute but quiet kids who can be trusted to stand quietly and not to need the toilet , preferably big headed so they don't get lost under a teatowel!
Angels : sweet athletes that can be trained to walk around in formation and not let the team down by running about and poking a shepherd's eye out with their wings.
Innkeeper : loud voice , particularly cheeky smirk with comic timing , the class joker who can carry the scene if others forget their lines
Angel Gabriel / Narrator : often the same person , capable of speaking or singing lines with panache , direct others with a hidden nod of the head to move on stage , capable of wearing giants wings and a halo without falling off a podium or impaling Mary.
The star : All of them great or small , Leading role or dizzy chicken ( I really want to hear more about that bit) there is nothing that resounds in our memories of Christmas being actor or audience more than the play of Nativity.
Be proud one and all.
Bee ( guesses in a reply please of what part I always used to play !! ) xxxx
The dizzy chickens were a lawless group and no matter where they were supposed to be they weren't. I think probably what happened was they accidentmy forgot where they were supposed to be when they were rehearsing and someone left it in the play for comic appeal. The younger kids were things like sheep and chickens and some of them are still only 4.
Now i have the giggles. The fact was if they had tried to make it funny it wouldnt have been. Mind you it's just as well they didn't needed the gangway at that stage because delinquent grandad was there and i am unsure what dizzy sheep and chickens would make of him squatting in the aisle. (In our cases it would be because we couldn't get up and were waiting for someone to roll us home.
No I would have expected to be carried off by the headless chickens!
And exactly what's with the ironmonger!?
Was he there in case the Little Donkey threw a shoe?
Or was he sitting malevolently side of stage , sharpening swords and axes for Herods' Army for the Post Holiday Sequel , Nativity 2.0 : Carnage after Christmas! ?
Bet none of the older kids would have grumbled about a role in that one!
There would be a queue if it involved swords and axes!! The iron monger made a bauble to go on the tree each night supposedly when he was asleep (I wonder where they got that story from???) and the children, a teacher and head teacher (remember they needed parts for 90 children) found it the next day. It was a very involved play and i am sure the younger ones just liked it because they were in fancy dress!!
With the OH being told off by the head teacher because he was acting like a bloody jack in a box and blocking people's view and then like a weeble wobble toy, i kept getting distracted. I should never have said "make sure you get some good photo's"
I like It when he's done something wrong in public because let's face it it's ususlly me making some sort of chaotic scene.YB
See it's now past the Wispa Hour , and I have no chocolate so I am getting a bit lost again , yes standard for me I know.
Was Mr.YB being told off by the actual Head or was the Headteacher on stage just a very clever ' Ad Libber' and extremely adept at heckling the crowd?
Because at the moment I have a vision in my head of a 3 ft Will Haye impersonator , tapping a bamboo cane on his hand then pointing it accusingly at the OH and shouting , " You boy ! Get up and address the class . Say after me, I will not distract beloved Nativity characters and dawdle in the aisles ."
Mr . YB submits to punishment from acting Headmaster then the pygmy teacher shrieks out ,
" Jolly good , Carry on boys , you've all done very well."
If not part of the play , I am glad to see there is still some discipline going on in the English School System , even if it is only being applied to over enthusiastic Grandparents.
I should really try to get more sleep ! xxx
Never changed , always been a high functioning sociopath with homicidal tendencies whose years of playing .... Yes the Angel Gabriel , means I am yet to kill!
I believe giving me the part was a form of care in the community for both myself and others.
Oh , and I had quite a credible soprano back then , could wear wings without falling over and poking people's eyes out , and move distracted Shepherds across the stage without looking like I was pushing them down into the bowels of Hell!!
Probably , talents inherited from a family with years of experience in the theatre
( and the circus!)
One year , I played Gabriel/ Narrator , in not one, but four , Yes FOUR !!!! Nativity plays , and in one I had to dress like a Man and tape up those attributes definitely not possessed by a Male Angel!
But that's a whole different kettle of noodles ! xx
You do need sleep and I will have a go at trying as well.
I read your sad story and I think what we go through as a child nearly always causes some reaction later in. Your mum and man sacrificed a lot to make life stable for you and you know that and in my opinion they did a good job on you because you are caring and funny and that matters a lot in our relationships with otherls
Unfortunately it was the actual head teacher who told OH to sit down. So being a smart arse he decided leaning out into the aisle would not upset anyone. It was like being with the class clown. He thought he could get away with leaning out and it wouldn't upset any one but how wrong he was because he upset me which is far worse than the head because I can inflict punishments the teacher can't.!! To be honest if I was a parents at the school I would not want her on my case because she is brutal! OH said she's like me when I am in court and I am still trying to work out if that's a compliment or not. If not I will need to plan my revenge!!!
I am going to try and sleep for a bit and you should as well. See you in a while.xx
Hope you got some sleep.
Thanks for reading what I wrote , it wasn't really meant to be Sad or upsetting , so I hope anyone else that read it didn't get depressed by it
( Guess I should say to any other readers it is in the replies on my post about shopping tips , not ill thought if it's shop bought , can just hear people saying hey, what ! And going up and down these replies trying to find it , don't read if you are following little Joseph for comedy , but there are some good tips on bubble and squeak !)
Just wanted to add a bit of perspective , I am not a frenzied , over organised house elf , trying to enjoy Xmas is much about maintaining good mental health forms as the fun of it.
Now , just wondering , as Mr YB compared the Head to you , and she is another Powerhouse with one of those strict jobs , potentially with added gown and costume , like yourself , wether you are giving away his secret preference for discipline to us all , and perhaps it wasn't being an enthusiastic and proud Grandparent , but definitely a Naughty School boy ! 😋😂😂😂
Oh god that's all I need, the image of him being a naughty school boy in my head. I am hoping it might have been something to do with not taking prisoners in court. It's going to take counselling to get rid of the image I now have!!
What you said was sad but it wasn't upsetting because it was what your mum and nan did to make things ok for you. That's love. Yb
Think of me ! I am imagining him in a pair of long shorts and a beard ( I know , I have seen the photo , he doesn't even have a beard !)
But , put my mind at rest , do his knees shape up when he's wearing his school uniform ?
Sorry ... So very sorry ..... I will chip in for the therapy and try and remember how to behave when trying to emulate the Angel Gabriel ( Cherub version not the duck taped one) xxx
Do you think they have a two for one on Groupon?
You are going to need it if we keep on like this!
So , what Nativity character were you?
Good looking enough to be Mary , but clever , maybe a King or an Angel.
My wicked brain side , just popped in with Herod!
Not just because I can picture you standing with that iron monger testing the sharpness of the swords and then pointing at the OH and proclaiming,
' Start with him first.'
It was your history in the law that swung it.
Hold on ! A way with words , maybe another Angel Gabriel / Narrator , but you would have dared to include the ad libs ! xxx
I don't know whether I was ever in a nativity because have absolutely no memories of one. Need to speak to my mother about that one. Could be an interesting conversation as she's 76 and I have serious doubts she can remember 20 years ago let alone 50 odd years. If I was given a choice of what I would be in a nativity it would probably be narrator, or Herod would suit me down to the ground as i can be a king size bitch. There are probably quite a few people who think herod would fit me well!!!
I did play in all junior school concerts where the others sang I played the xylophone and glockenspiel (god knows if I spelt that right). I then moved to playing the flute in senior school in their orchestra. I can not sing in any form. Me and youngest often used to sing songs on the radio and then laugh at the cometely tone deaf singing. The eldest has a really good voice but felt too shy at school to join in. Yb
I can totally see you as the mad percussionist at the back of the orchestra , a la Animal from ' The Muppets'.
The singing voice at Christmas was a curse rather than a blessing , hence the four Gabriel renditions in one year ( My 14th Christmas was a very trying time).
The Avant Garde version with Male costume was the worst.
Have you ever tried singing top descant to , ' Once in Royal Davids City' , with your boobs unceremoniously bandaged to your chest!
Up and down the stairs between the pulpit and the choir stalls in jeans that had been painted white so they solidified like they had used spray starch without looking like the Ghost of Long John Silver.
Everytime I sang the high notes my cleavage tried to escape just a little more from its restraints.
By the time we got to , ' Oh Come All ye Faithful ' , it looked like the Angel Gabriel had managed to fit in Gender Reassignment surgery during the performance!
The vicar asked the congregation if they would like to hear an encore , and my cousins , stood either side of me put their hands on my chest worriedly whispering , ' No!' and put him off .
Sure they were convinced if I sang one more top note I was going to do a Barbara Windsor in , ' Carry on Camping' !
Ahh, Happy days , sure all those bandaging incidents and costume corsets in my youth cut off the oxygen to my brain and caused the PMR/ GCA!
I cannot wait to find out what you played , a bet despite the years when you ask her your Mum will remember it well , those sorts of memories about our kids , good or bad , firmly imprint on the mind forever. xx
Oh , my goodness , I have not laughed so loud in ages.
First , imagining Shepherds being delayed ( probably something to do with the railways!)
But then the priceless , one liner!
Can't stop giggling , you like YB , have managed to get more tears from my eyes in the last five minutes than I have had in two years.
Comedy is the remedy for Dry EYe Syndrome , FACT!
I was very disappointed that the junior school my daughters went to didn't do a nursery nativity play. The closest they got was that the better behaved children in the top infants did a non speaking tableau as part of the juniors play. As I remember the play itself was in French! I think the headmaster was a bit of a perfectionist. He cancelled a performance of 'Joseph' that they'd rehearsed for ages because the dress rehearsal didn't come up to scratch
Surely most of the appeal of infant activities is the fact they're not perfect! Luckily the school my grandchildren go to didn't have any such qualms. I think shepherd was the highest level any of them got to though
Gosh , which school was that !
I know some of the North Wales Schools take the school shows incredibly seriously , but doing a Christmas play in French , that's very high brow , sounds like something they would put on at Eton or Harrow !!
All of the appeal of the Nativity play for people like me is the comic variations that pop up despite the hours of rehearsal , everyone knows that makes the show.
For some of us , without the odd staging blip sitting through school activities feel like pure torture after the novelty of seeing our own kids in costume has worn off.
Especially if they bring the violins out!! 😥
It wasn't in North Wales, it was Hemel Hempstead. The two top classes learnt French so I assume it excluded the younger juniors too! We moved here when they were 9 and 7 to a very small school with one teacher so they were both juniors by then. I think my younger daughter did take part in one in her last year but there's a special charm about infants nativities isn't there.
I remember playing at a concert at junior school and I had to swap between the xylophone and glockenspiel and dropped one of them on the floor. The concert came to a dramatic stop whilst me and the music teacher hurriedly picked the bloody thing up and put it together before it was needed for the next song.
I was always jealous of my friend being on percussion , all those cool instruments , I played the clarinet and the saxaphone ( no, not at once , cheeky!) .
Did you get to play the tubular bells and those timpani drums ?
It seemed so cool to play them , like you were a cannibal calling dinner time in a cartoon.
Of course , if I had tried that when I had my boobs bandaged like a Mummy ( see above ) playing Gabriel that definitely would have caused a non PC Nativity moment! xx
I already have some pretty horrid visions thanks to your very vivid imagination and could need counselling for years so I refuse to even think about Gabriel with boobs and bloody drums. I was never given any bells to play. I only ever played the xylophone and glockenspiel and the guitar at junior school. For some reason I have a mental block over infant school. I am going to go bake something to take my mind off bloody angels and weird bulges.xx
"Let them eat cake". I was thinking of your waist line. Me and OH have just had warmed mince pies with cream for no other reason than we can. Although I don't feel old being able to do what I want, when I want and without any excuses is a very welcome age related perk. Could have done without the pmr and looking like moon face but you can't win them all!!!