I noticed something when I was mindlessly browsing around. I ran into Oktoberfests, fests that are apparantly celebrated everwhere in this part of the world and are originally part of German heritance.
Over in the New World, it’s natural to remember or celebrate your heritance. First, I thought it was irritating. Why celebrate your Irish-ness, German-ness, if your ancestors have already died hundreds of years ago? I generally thought it was obnoxious to think about your beloved country. Life goes on. Get with it or lose it.
Lately I’ve started to become aware, I’m actually doing the same thing. I’m stuck in Dutch behaviour and typical Dutch culture. I remember old things, social patterns, apparantly engraved in my brains by teachers, parents and siblings. Those small things that lead to asking questions why things are so different in each single little culture. Eventually they get to you and you know it when you find yourself staring into absolute darkness looking for a little light. A little single light.
Millions of people have come to the New World before me. Just like they struggled, I struggle too. Apparantly there’s nothing wrong with celebrating one’s origin, inheritance or culture.
I think it is ok for 1 to reminder and think of their origin. Being in another country and a different culture, we learn about the lives and ways of others in this world.
We have to broaden our personal horizons and what better way than to celebrate occasions such as Oktoberfest.
I, personally, have learned a lot of your culture from you and your brother and most of all, your cooking and ways of doing it. *S* Surely beats my pot roast but think this weekend, we will celebrate Thanksgiving and have our Canadian traditional turkey dinner :)
Celebrating the end of the summer and the fall harvest.
Think Alfons would like to come for a turkey dinner? We have pictures of him with the cooked turkey .. remember? *S*
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Think Alfons would like to come for a turkey dinner? We have pictures of him with the cooked turkey .. remember? *S*
I think Alf has lasting memories to that turkey, since it was the first one he ever had :-). Turkey sounds fine to me. Do we have to look for cranberry sauce?