And the first entry in our Christmas carol contest is by TheWhiteRabbit: For Unto Us a Child is Born, from Handel’s Messiah, performed by the London Symphony Orchestra. And you know this Bible verse, here set to music: Isaiah 9:6.
Tag: Christmas 2019
Let the Contest Begin!
G’day! Byron the Quokka here. Look at the neat tennis ball I found! Some careless human lost it, they must think these things grow on trees.
Ah! But I’m here to officially open our Second Annual Christmas Carol Contest, beginning–today!
Here’s the rules. The winner is that reader who requests a Christmas carol and, on the day it’s requested and posted, racks up the most views. So if, say, on Dec. 14, Reader A requests “Pat-a-Pan” and gets 24 views for it on that day; but on Dec. 17, Reader B requests “Noel” and gets 29 views for it on that day–well, Reader B would be the winner, unless someone else comes along and does even better.
I think the winner ought to get a tennis ball, I love the way you can pull the hair off them–the tennis balls, not the winner–but I think the prize will be an autographed book.
A Handy Tip: If you’re in one of those Western time zones, try to get your carol request posted early in your day–because those blokes in the Eastern time zones are three hours ahead of you, and they’ll be going to bed while you’re still up. Just trying to level the playing field, dontcha know.
Masters of Disaster: Cats
I am ecstatic that I’m able to say that my cats NEVER attempt to climb our Christmas tree (which does not go up until the 24th). They do love to nestle under the tree, but that’s okay, it only makes them look like furry Christmas presents. Occasionally they succumb to the urge to bat a low-hanging ornament. But by and large, they’re good girls. They don’t make our tree fall down.
Not so, with the little fuzzy villains in these videos. But given that their humans subject them to the embarrassment of wearing unwanted Santa hats, reindeer antlers, and the like–well, some folks deserve to have their trees pulled down.
Announcing Our Christmas Carol Contest
G’day! Byron the Quokka here… and I’m not quite sure why I’m here today. Let me just collect my thoughts.
Oh! Right! Our 2019 Second Annual Christmas Carol Contest! That’s why Lee posted that picture of our Quokka Christmas tree ornament. It’s a reminder that God’s whole creation, including quokkas, is saved by Jesus Christ.
Anyway, the contest starts the day after Thanksgiving and the winner, when the smoke clears, wins an autographed book. Last year’s winner was TheWhiteRabbit. This year–well, it could be you!
Here’s how it works. We post Christmas carols each day, all the carols requested by readers; and the one whose carol got the most views, on the day it was requested and posted, is the winner. So simple, a kangaroo could understand it.
Now isn’t that more fun than nooze?
‘Gaudete!’
Consider this a warm-up toss, heading toward Christmas–Gaudete, performed by Maddy Prior with Steeleye Span.
This hymn was first published in the 16th century. The Latin means “Rejoice! Christ is born of the Virgin Mary.”
Byron’s on the Job
G’day! Byron the Quokka here.
Well, the prizes for the last two contests have been mailed out today, to Dave and Ina, and now I’m supposed to bend my efforts to collecting birthdays so we can post readers’ birthday greetings throughout the year. So far we’ve only got 11–must be a lot of shy humans out there.
On Rottnest Island, we love birthdays, just can’t get enough of ’em. In a good week, there’ll be a party every day. We keep our party hats handy!
Right after Thanksgiving it’ll be my job to get our Second Annual Christmas Carol Contest rolling–and maybe another comment contest, if there’s enough excitement here to generate one.
What’s that? I’m supposed to generate excitement?
Off goes the party hat, on goes the thinking cap…