How
did the martyrdom of a Christian saint in the 5th century get
connected with those little heart-shaped candies that say “B My Valentine?” (I
still remember the illicit thrill I felt when I got one from Francine
Badalmenti in 5th grade!) It’s about as unlikely a connection as any
holiday can have and Wikipedia seems as baffled as I am! But there was a
Christian holiday in honor of St. Valentine, who was executed by those big bad
Romans for performing illegal weddings for soldiers and helping persecuted
Christians. There was an additional little story of how he healed the jailor’s daughter and wrote
her a farewell note (the first “Valentine”) before marching off to be killed.
Apparently,
Chaucer had something to do with associating him with romantic love. With
the advent of the troubadours, a day set aside to write to one’s beloved was
appealing. And then came the flowers and hearts and chocolates— and Hallmark.
As
noted last entry, for me it’s mostly an excuse to teach and sing some songs
written about love. It has proved to be a fertile theme—only some 10 million to choose from!
The
highlight of my Valentine’s Day? Two cards from two students.
A
first grader:
Dering to have fun
Awesome
Uthful
Graet
It
warms my heart to know that "Daug" is awesome, graet and oh, so, uthful. (Truthful?) And
I love “dering to have fun.” It does take some bravado to commit oneself to
genuine fun.
The
fifth grader:
“Your teaching is the
best! I think you could make it on Broadway with your talent!”
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