At the dorm at school, they have this one room set aside for the menorahs. They tell you to bring extra-thick candles, because it gets so hot in there that the wax melts almost immediately.
The Barenaked Ladies did some great songs on their “Barenaked for the Holidays” album, including “Hanukkah Blessings” and “Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah.” I find the first one really moving even though I’m not of the faith, and they’re on my holidays playlist.
“We remember how the Maccabees
Fought so all of us could be free
And so we celebrate.
On this Festival of the Lights
There’s a joyful time every night
Where we illuminate
The candles of Hanukkah.”
Yeah, I know. I’ve been celebrating Hanukkah for about 10 years now. Well, at least doing the menorah thing. No gifts, no chocolate Macabees. I think there was one year I did it a week or two in advance, because I was travelling during some of those 8 days.
I’ve got a roast in the oven, two boxes of latke mix to make, and seven bags of gelt in addition to what my mother sent to the sprog. The presents are wrapped. I am tired!
Happy Hanukkah! On Facebook this morning, I did tell my friend Veronica.
Humorous note- a couple of times, I’ve seen newspaper stories about how Hanukkah commemorates to victory of the MacCabees over the Greek-Syrian oppressors.
Hanukkah, O Hanukkah Come light the menorah
We’ll have a party, we’ll all dance the hora
Gather round the table and I’ve give you a treat
Sivivon* to play with and latkes to eat.
And while we are playing the candles are burning low
One for each night, they shed a sweet light to remind us of days long ago
(repeat above two lines)
hebrew for driedel. Some versions use driedel, some use spinning tops. I prefer the hebrew.