Tolle Weihnachtsfeier unserer "GROßEN"

Impressionen von der Weihnachstfeier unserer Teams U12 bis KM

Gedicht zur Weihnachtsfeier

This must be was bsondres sein....

When the last Kalender-sheets

flattern through the Winter-streets

and Decemberwind is blowing,

then is everybody knowing,

that it is not allzuweit.

She does come, the Weihnachtszeit.

All the Menschen, Leute, people

flippen out of ihrem Stübel

run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess

make Konsum and business.

Kaufen this und jenes Dings

and the churchturmglocke rings!

Manche holen sich a Tännschen.

When this brennt, they cry : Attention!.

Rufen for the Feuerwehr;

Please come quick, and rescue her!

Goes the Tännschen off in Rauch

they are standing on the Schlauch.

In the kitchen of the house

mother makes the Christmasschmaus.

She is working, schufting, bakes,

hit is now her Yoghurtkeks.

And the Opa says as Tester;

"We are killed bis zu Silvester".

Then he fills the last Glas wine,

yes, this is the Christmastime.

Day by Day does so vergang,

and the holy night does come.

You can think, you can remember,

this is immer in December!

Then the childrenlein are coming

candle-wachs is abwärts running,

Bing of Crosby Christmas sings

while the Towerglocke rings

and the angels look so fine.

Well ! This is the Weihnachtstime.

Baby-eyes are big and rund

the family feels kerngesund,

when unter´m Baum is hocking -

then nothing can them shocking.

They are so happy, are so fine

this happens in the Christmastime.

The animals all in the house

the Hund, the Katze, the bird, the mouse,

are turning round the Weihnachtstree

enjoy the day as never nie,

weil they find Kittekat and Schappi

im Geschenkkarton von Papi.

The family begins to sing

and wieder does a Glöckchen ring.

Zum song vom grünen Tannenbaum

die Tränen rennen down and down -

bis the mother plötzlich flennt:

"Die Gans im Ofen ist verbrennt!"

Because her nose is very fine

wie jedes Jahr zur Christmastime.

So all can say the fest is nice,

but all of this hat seinen Preis.

The nervs are laying alle blank,

this is mir klar, by this Gestank

from the verbrennte Weihnachtsgans.

This must be was bsondres sein,

then all the people stimmen ein

and sing with me so loud and clear


Autorin: Tanja Haas

Bilder: Margit Jautz

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