This isn’t my favorite Christmas carol… I’ll visit there next week. However, the lovely Silent Night conjures the season in a way few songs can. Although, despite the stories Mohr & Grubar didn’t perform it for the first time as a result of mice gnawing through the organ reeds. It was a simple song for a community Midnight Mass. Less mythological, and IMHO, more moving is its use during World War I. The underappreciated French film, Joyeux Noël brilliantly retells the story.
Personally, the song is one of those I connect with my Daddy. When you’re a kid, you take polls — OK, I did. You know, what’s your favorite color? your favorite animal? and? and? and what’s your favorite Christmas song? My Dad, who patiently answered all of them, smiled like he did when he was about to start a story, “Silent Night, in German.”
During WWII, my Dad was a brand new father (my oldest brother) who turned down Officer School so he could stay stateside for his family. My brother was desperately ill, so my Dad spent the War experiencing amazing adventures at various Army bases throughout the US. Christmas found him in Georgia guarding German POWs, which he found fascinating. Daddy was insatiably curious, I guess I had to learn it somewhere, and his eager interest quickly made him immensely popular with the Germans. He said they all hated Hitler, were mostly conscripts and loved to talk about the difference in their respective farmlands and airplanes. Anyway, that Christmas Eve the prisoners surprised him with a chocolate cake — they had saved their sugar rations to make it for him. He remembered walking through that soft southern night hearing little groups of the prisoners singing….
Silent Night by Franz Xaver Gruber (music); Joseph Mohr (words)
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute hochheilige Paar.
Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar,
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,
Hirten erst kundgemacht
Durch der Engel Halleluja,
Tönt es laut von fern und nah:
Christ, der Retter ist da!
Christ, der Retter ist da!
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,
Gottes Sohn, o wie lacht
Lieb’ aus deinem göttlichen Mund,
Da uns schlägt die rettende Stund’.
Christ, in deiner Geburt!
Christ, in deiner Geburt!
Curiousity is one of the permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous mind –> Samuel Johnson
Take care,
Aly