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November 22, 2015
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Yule be surprised – The Origins of Christmas

It’s simply absurd how early the Christmas adverts started pouring out in their masses from our television screens. I don’t know if I’m becoming more like Ebenezer Scrooge or if they are genuinely infringing on everyone’s non-Christmas months. They appear to have had a more profound affect on me this year and have really put me off of the capitalist ways of modern Christmas. Bah humbug!

Christmas, for many of us, has shed its traditional religious skin and has taken up a more family and friends orientated one. However, Christmas wasn’t always Christmas. For many of our ancestors here in the northern parts of Europe, Christmas went  by a completely different name; Yule – also referred to as Jul by some of our Scandinavian neighbours.

Firstly, we must understand a bit more about religion at this point in time before we can fully understand the celebration. The religious practises of the ancient Norse people and their northern neighbours have been named Paganism. This, in all actuality, does not refer to just one religion as there was little in the way of organised religion back then. It does, rather, refer to the many ‘religions’ that were practised in that area. There is so much to learn about Paganism that you could start now and still not know it all by the time the next century appeared on your doorstep. So we shall focus in on Norse Paganism. This is still a very general term but does narrow it down slightly.

Here in Scotland, we have had our fair influence from the Norse people thanks to their integration into Northern Scottish areas and their persistent raids on Scotland trying to steal food and gold from our monasteries. During their integration and dominance of the north of Scotland they taught the people about their Gods and Goddesses and how fun drinking and feasting was.

In Norse religion nature was an integral part of life – thus suggesting the origins of Pagans being seen as ‘nature worshippers’. But what has this got to do with Christmas? Well, if we think about what happens around the time of Christmas then it all begins to piece together. Christmas generally falls around the time of the Winter Solstice – which falls on the 22nd of December this year. The winter solstice marks the longest night, however, after the solstice the days become longer and the nights shorter; the Sun is returning. The Sun returning is a loose term, as all Scots will know, as we rarely see the Milky Way’s gigantic light bulb.

Yule is the celebration of the return of the Sun or, as it was often viewed, the Sun’s rebirth. For the most northern countries in Europe the lengthening of the days was a joyous occasion and was marked with great feasts and celebrations. However, it wasn’t all as joyous as it seems. They believed that, due to it being the darkest time of the year, the supernatural forces which for the rest of the year were unable to cross over to our world, did so. This meant that the spirits of the dead were able to return to their living families. Now, I don’t know about you, but having the spirits of the dead roaming the streets trying to find out why their family moved house without them knowing is ever-so-slightly terrifying. Nevertheless, the Norse found a way around this and performed many customs that have lived on until today in order to ward off the spirits.

In an attempt to slowly but surely slide Christianity into Scandinavian culture, King Haakon of Norway changed the date of Yule to coincide with the celebration of the birth of Christ, Christmas. The Scandinavians could still have their feasts and celebration so were quite happy to embrace the change and this started the conversion from their Pagan ways to that of Christianity.

So there you have it. Christmas wasn’t always Christmas here in the northern parts of Europe, we were more concerned with drinking and feasting because the days were getting longer to think about the birth of Christ.

This hasn’t changed the way I view all those awful Christmas adverts that have you wishing it would snow and all you get is rain. However, it did take my mind off of it for a good half an hour. Have a good Christmas everyone.

Bah humbug!

November 22, 2015
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Yule be surprised – The Origins of Christmas

It’s simply absurd how early the Christmas adverts started pouring out in their masses from our television screens. I don’t know if I’m becoming more like Ebenezer Scrooge or if they are genuinely infringing on everyone’s non-Christmas months. They appear to have had a more profound affect on me this year and have really put me off of the capitalist ways of modern Christmas. Bah humbug!

Christmas, for many of us, has shed its traditional religious skin and has taken up a more family and friends orientated one. However, Christmas wasn’t always Christmas. For many of our ancestors here in the northern parts of Europe, Christmas went  by a completely different name; Yule – also referred to as Jul by some of our Scandinavian neighbours.

Firstly, we must understand a bit more about religion at this point in time before we can fully understand the celebration. The religious practises of the ancient Norse people and their northern neighbours have been named Paganism. This, in all actuality, does not refer to just one religion as there was little in the way of organised religion back then. It does, rather, refer to the many ‘religions’ that were practised in that area. There is so much to learn about Paganism that you could start now and still not know it all by the time the next century appeared on your doorstep. So we shall focus in on Norse Paganism. This is still a very general term but does narrow it down slightly.

Here in Scotland, we have had our fair influence from the Norse people thanks to their integration into Northern Scottish areas and their persistent raids on Scotland trying to steal food and gold from our monasteries. During their integration and dominance of the north of Scotland they taught the people about their Gods and Goddesses and how fun drinking and feasting was.

In Norse religion nature was an integral part of life – thus suggesting the origins of Pagans being seen as ‘nature worshippers’. But what has this got to do with Christmas? Well, if we think about what happens around the time of Christmas then it all begins to piece together. Christmas generally falls around the time of the Winter Solstice – which falls on the 22nd of December this year. The winter solstice marks the longest night, however, after the solstice the days become longer and the nights shorter; the Sun is returning. The Sun returning is a loose term, as all Scots will know, as we rarely see the Milky Way’s gigantic light bulb.

Yule is the celebration of the return of the Sun or, as it was often viewed, the Sun’s rebirth. For the most northern countries in Europe the lengthening of the days was a joyous occasion and was marked with great feasts and celebrations. However, it wasn’t all as joyous as it seems. They believed that, due to it being the darkest time of the year, the supernatural forces which for the rest of the year were unable to cross over to our world, did so. This meant that the spirits of the dead were able to return to their living families. Now, I don’t know about you, but having the spirits of the dead roaming the streets trying to find out why their family moved house without them knowing is ever-so-slightly terrifying. Nevertheless, the Norse found a way around this and performed many customs that have lived on until today in order to ward off the spirits.

In an attempt to slowly but surely slide Christianity into Scandinavian culture, King Haakon of Norway changed the date of Yule to coincide with the celebration of the birth of Christ, Christmas. The Scandinavians could still have their feasts and celebration so were quite happy to embrace the change and this started the conversion from their Pagan ways to that of Christianity.

So there you have it. Christmas wasn’t always Christmas here in the northern parts of Europe, we were more concerned with drinking and feasting because the days were getting longer to think about the birth of Christ.

This hasn’t changed the way I view all those awful Christmas adverts that have you wishing it would snow and all you get is rain. However, it did take my mind off of it for a good half an hour. Have a good Christmas everyone.

Bah humbug!

November 21, 2015
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Lessons From Auschwitz – Rose Macaulay

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I signed up for the Holocaust Educational Trust’s trip to Auschwitz partly out of a sense of duty, but mainly a genuine curiosity to visit the place I’d read, and been taught so much about and see it for myself.  I could describe the camps in detail; their size, their history, and the facts, yet the majority of us have had the lessons in school. I want to share what I have learned, which I don’t believe can be truly protected or mimicked in a text book, in the hope that those who haven’t been will visit, and to convey the contemporary relevance the camp has today.

Before I embarked on my visit to Auschwitz, of course, I knew what to expect. Auschwitz is a chasm of death, destruction, decay and violence. Auschwitz is the corpse of the earth. Auschwitz is the pits of hell, where its horrific history has left a vacuum in our world where time sits still.  Auschwitz is a graveyard of memory. There is no life; no birdsong; no vitality. It is a world of its own, detached from nature. Yet, as I got off the bus, the sun was shining. I could hear birds chirping, and cars’ driving past on their everyday business and the air was fresh and cool. How could this be? Surely it should be raining, snowing, or a storm? Surely the sky should be bleak, grey, and ominous? It felt so wrong. It felt surreal.

At Auschwitz 1, we were given an audio tour of facts, figures, and statistics. Maybe the statistic of 6 million dead should have shocked me, but I found myself not listening. In actual fact, a more accurate figure is 5.5 million. If it’s a few less is it much better? If there is one thing this trip has taught me, it is that numbers are futile. Numbers dehumanise people. They automatize us into a single category.

In Auschwitz, women, children, men, devout Jews, people of distant Jewish heritage, gypsies, homosexuals, doctors, lawyers, grocers, writers, people across the entire social spectrum perished. The things I have taken away with me are not the numbers, or the facts- but the things that reminded me of the individual people. The house keys someone packed with them, expecting to return home. The single pair of red slip on flats similar to mine at home, buried in a mountain of abandoned shoes. The small cream china bowl embroidered with an intricate blue and red pattern on the rim. People of different taste, and different styles, and different religious views, and different dreams. We lost an entire generation; entire cultures and ways of life were obliterated to ashes, and merged as one in a mass pile of human hair now encased in glass. I found that part of the trip was the most harrowing, the room seemed to swallow you whole, the air thickened, and you felt suffocated, as though suddenly confronted with the dead bodies themselves.

We visited Birkenau next. I was taken aback by many things- the sheer size, the might of the fences, and the futile barracks which would have been crammed with hundreds of sleepless bodies awaiting slaughter. Despite being faced with the reality of this nightmare in the flesh, the thing which struck me the most were the rabbits bounding and hopping over the rubble of a former gas chamber.  This reminded me that this place is not some parallel universe or cursed land, but a creation of man, human beings, normal people. It is a field, now overgrowing with trees and nature. Yet how could mankind do such a thing? These people were not bloodthirsty creations from hell, who suddenly murdered millions of Jews for no reason other than a monstrous, primal urge- they were normal men. For example, Rudolph Hess, the ruthless Commandant of Auschwitz was a family man, who cared for his wife and his children.  The answer is simple- prejudice and dehumanisation.  Prejudice nurtured through derogatory terms, generalisations and propaganda, which can manifest itself in society so easily and be perceived as truth. The Nazis acted cruelly on a race that was viewed as sub-human as a result of hundreds of years of persecution. Bit by bit, through prejudice, we can erode people’s reputation in the eyes of the public, and this is one of the single most dangerous characteristics of our society.

The single most important thing I learned from my visit was that we can still learn from these mistakes today. We like to think we have learned from history, and this kind of atrocity is a relic of the past. I used the word “dangerous” very deliberately, as it seems to me that we commit these acts every day, without even realising we do so, or the potential long term implications. Prejudice is a flaw of our human condition, whether for self-gratification, scapegoating or even fear. I came to this realisation some weeks later after watching the news, where people are dehumanised again and again. I see groups of desperate refugees being referred to as “swarms”.  I see countries protesting that we “have no room”, Governments not wanting to accept the responsibility, Migrants being turned away from the Hungarian Borders by fences, people saying refugees are a threat, and will endanger our way of life. These instances and excuses are of an almost exact parallel to the treatment of Jew’s fleeing persecution. For example, just before and during World War 2, the decision to cast group suspicion on European Jews and deny most entry was on the grounds that with relatives and ties to Europe they might be ‘spies’. Or take the story of the St Louis cruise ship, carrying more than 900 Jewish refugees from Germany that was turned away from The USA and Cuba, and forced to return back to western Europe, where a quarter of them were murdered in the Holocaust. If we had listened, if we had helped, if we had abandoned our prejudices, think how many lives could have been saved? Yet we see today, the same excuses, the same discrimination, and the same ignorance.

My visit to Auschwitz taught me so many things, both historical and personal. The trip truly changed my outlook on life, and how I perceive the world. I think the most important lesson to be learned from visiting such a place is that we cannot change the past, but that does not mean we should ignore it. We must, as a society, actively acknowledge our history, no matter how harrowing, and try to learn from our mistakes. This is why I feel education about the holocaust, and visiting the camps is so important to enable us to learn from history, and never forget the millions of innocent people murdered through prejudice and ignorance.

Rose Macaulay, S6

November 21, 2015
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Lessons From Auschwitz – Rose Macaulay

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I signed up for the Holocaust Educational Trust’s trip to Auschwitz partly out of a sense of duty, but mainly a genuine curiosity to visit the place I’d read, and been taught so much about and see it for myself.  I could describe the camps in detail; their size, their history, and the facts, yet the majority of us have had the lessons in school. I want to share what I have learned, which I don’t believe can be truly protected or mimicked in a text book, in the hope that those who haven’t been will visit, and to convey the contemporary relevance the camp has today.

Before I embarked on my visit to Auschwitz, of course, I knew what to expect. Auschwitz is a chasm of death, destruction, decay and violence. Auschwitz is the corpse of the earth. Auschwitz is the pits of hell, where its horrific history has left a vacuum in our world where time sits still.  Auschwitz is a graveyard of memory. There is no life; no birdsong; no vitality. It is a world of its own, detached from nature. Yet, as I got off the bus, the sun was shining. I could hear birds chirping, and cars’ driving past on their everyday business and the air was fresh and cool. How could this be? Surely it should be raining, snowing, or a storm? Surely the sky should be bleak, grey, and ominous? It felt so wrong. It felt surreal.

At Auschwitz 1, we were given an audio tour of facts, figures, and statistics. Maybe the statistic of 6 million dead should have shocked me, but I found myself not listening. In actual fact, a more accurate figure is 5.5 million. If it’s a few less is it much better? If there is one thing this trip has taught me, it is that numbers are futile. Numbers dehumanise people. They automatize us into a single category.

In Auschwitz, women, children, men, devout Jews, people of distant Jewish heritage, gypsies, homosexuals, doctors, lawyers, grocers, writers, people across the entire social spectrum perished. The things I have taken away with me are not the numbers, or the facts- but the things that reminded me of the individual people. The house keys someone packed with them, expecting to return home. The single pair of red slip on flats similar to mine at home, buried in a mountain of abandoned shoes. The small cream china bowl embroidered with an intricate blue and red pattern on the rim. People of different taste, and different styles, and different religious views, and different dreams. We lost an entire generation; entire cultures and ways of life were obliterated to ashes, and merged as one in a mass pile of human hair now encased in glass. I found that part of the trip was the most harrowing, the room seemed to swallow you whole, the air thickened, and you felt suffocated, as though suddenly confronted with the dead bodies themselves.

We visited Birkenau next. I was taken aback by many things- the sheer size, the might of the fences, and the futile barracks which would have been crammed with hundreds of sleepless bodies awaiting slaughter. Despite being faced with the reality of this nightmare in the flesh, the thing which struck me the most were the rabbits bounding and hopping over the rubble of a former gas chamber.  This reminded me that this place is not some parallel universe or cursed land, but a creation of man, human beings, normal people. It is a field, now overgrowing with trees and nature. Yet how could mankind do such a thing? These people were not bloodthirsty creations from hell, who suddenly murdered millions of Jews for no reason other than a monstrous, primal urge- they were normal men. For example, Rudolph Hess, the ruthless Commandant of Auschwitz was a family man, who cared for his wife and his children.  The answer is simple- prejudice and dehumanisation.  Prejudice nurtured through derogatory terms, generalisations and propaganda, which can manifest itself in society so easily and be perceived as truth. The Nazis acted cruelly on a race that was viewed as sub-human as a result of hundreds of years of persecution. Bit by bit, through prejudice, we can erode people’s reputation in the eyes of the public, and this is one of the single most dangerous characteristics of our society.

The single most important thing I learned from my visit was that we can still learn from these mistakes today. We like to think we have learned from history, and this kind of atrocity is a relic of the past. I used the word “dangerous” very deliberately, as it seems to me that we commit these acts every day, without even realising we do so, or the potential long term implications. Prejudice is a flaw of our human condition, whether for self-gratification, scapegoating or even fear. I came to this realisation some weeks later after watching the news, where people are dehumanised again and again. I see groups of desperate refugees being referred to as “swarms”.  I see countries protesting that we “have no room”, Governments not wanting to accept the responsibility, Migrants being turned away from the Hungarian Borders by fences, people saying refugees are a threat, and will endanger our way of life. These instances and excuses are of an almost exact parallel to the treatment of Jew’s fleeing persecution. For example, just before and during World War 2, the decision to cast group suspicion on European Jews and deny most entry was on the grounds that with relatives and ties to Europe they might be ‘spies’. Or take the story of the St Louis cruise ship, carrying more than 900 Jewish refugees from Germany that was turned away from The USA and Cuba, and forced to return back to western Europe, where a quarter of them were murdered in the Holocaust. If we had listened, if we had helped, if we had abandoned our prejudices, think how many lives could have been saved? Yet we see today, the same excuses, the same discrimination, and the same ignorance.

My visit to Auschwitz taught me so many things, both historical and personal. The trip truly changed my outlook on life, and how I perceive the world. I think the most important lesson to be learned from visiting such a place is that we cannot change the past, but that does not mean we should ignore it. We must, as a society, actively acknowledge our history, no matter how harrowing, and try to learn from our mistakes. This is why I feel education about the holocaust, and visiting the camps is so important to enable us to learn from history, and never forget the millions of innocent people murdered through prejudice and ignorance.

Rose Macaulay, S6

November 20, 2015
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P1S Weekly News

It has been another busy week in Primary 1: “We were learning to write capital M” – Ashton “We learned the sound u” – Lucas “We learned about b” – Jack “I have enjoyed practising writing our sounds using the right colours” – Sean “I enjoyed writing a story about me and Peter going to […]

November 19, 2015
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Homework Challenge P6, P7/6, P7

MuppetHomework Challenge.doc 19th November 2015 Parent/Carer This year’s Christmas show will involve all classes across the school.  P6, P7/6 and P7 have decided to use ‘The Muppet’s Christmas Carol’ as a focus for our section of the show. In preparation the children have been set a homework challenge to design and make a muppet mask.  […]

November 19, 2015
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The day we all became Parisian

In the run up to this year’s Big Issues Day, in which students will be researching many issues, two of which are connected with the war in Syria and the masses of refugees washing up onto European shores in search of safety and a future, the issues hit close to home with attacks in Paris and Beirut, Lebanon shocking the world.

Just as we thought the worst had passed over for the grieving nation of France, more terror struck the city of love. In the search for suspected terrorist in connection with the attacks, a further firefight between police and the radicalised terrorist occurred. According to the BBC a further two people have been killed one of which was a female suicide bomber. Hasn’t Paris suffered enough?

As the news got out that terrorist had taken from us the lives of 129 people in Paris, the world turned its eyes to the French capital. Before you could blink twice social media was alight with messages of grief and comfort. The world united in offering the French people their condolences and condemning the actions of the terrorists.

The online world erupted into not only a display of grievance but an overcrowded debating chamber. However, this debating chamber is not the type where men wear tailored suits and bow ties. Oh no. Rules and sophistications are often forgotten when hidden behind a computer.

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Arguments surfaced all over the place with anti-Islamic groups putting in their penny’s worth while the topic was red hot. They were met by fierce opposition and support for Islam and refugees soon became plastered across millions of news feeds. They preached a message, which the world, in its time of anger and sorrow, so dearly needed. They reached out to all those who misunderstood or through sheer ignorance ignored the fact, telling them that these terrorist do not represent Islam. These terrorist represent a corrupt few, a group of radicalised people who do not in the slightest represent Islam.

To put it into perspective, during the time of the Paris attacks another organised chain of suicide bombings was performed by ISIS in Beirut. In these attacks 43 people were killed. The majority of these innocent lives now lost to the world were Sunni Muslims. The UN has released a document listing the attacks etc linked with ISIS and in that document are a number of reported cases where Sunni Imam (Islamic religious leaders equivalent to a priest or minister) have been killed by ISIS. If they truly represent Islam as far too many people like to claim, then why do they kill their own? Everyone must understand that to tar the whole of Islam with the same brush is simply ignorant. We understand that there is a difference between Protestants and Catholics. Why can’t we get our heads around the fact that there is a difference between these radicalised maniacs and the rest of Islam?

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November 18, 2015
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Journey To Change – Quiz Night – 4th December

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The Journey To Change committee is hosting a Quiz Night on 4th December 2015, in the Selkirk High School Assembly Hall, from 7.30 until 10pm. Tickets are £15 and this covers a team of four. There will be a quiz, food, drinks, and a raffle. There are great prizes to be won, and it looks to be a  great night. Tickets can be bought at the school office, or phone the school  on 01750 720246 and ask for Jenna Swan, OR you can email jenna.swan@scotborders.gov.uk

Journey To Change is a pupil run committee operating in Selkirk High School and Lasswade High School. The committee aims to create links between pupils in South Africa and Scotland, and also to tackle many issues facing young people around the world, such as gender discrimination. The committee last year participated in a conference with both Lasswade and South African pupils, and also hosted a group of South African pupils in Selkirk for the day. This year, the committee aims to go even further and do much more.

The money raised by the quiz goes towards the money needed to bring over two South African students to Selkirk for a week. The committee needs to find the costs to not only bring them over, but support them over the week they are here. We need to raise at least £700 by January 2016, and any contribution will help. So far, the committee has held Dress Down Days and bake sales within the school, and has spoken to public groups such as the Rotary Club, to raise public awareness about the Journey To Change committee and what they are intending to do over the next school year.

Please do try to make it along to the Quiz Night on 4th December. It will be a great evening and will raise money for a great cause.

Journey To Change Quiz Night – 4th December – 7.30-10pm – £15 for a team of 4 – Contact 01750 720246 for tickets, OR email jenna.swan@scotborders.gov.uk

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