About ds's christmas school nativity?

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Oh yes, it's that time of year again.

Ds (5 and year 1) was away last week when they started rehearsing and gave out parts. He came home with a note in his diary on friday saying he was a sheep. He was happy being a sheep, I was planning in my mind how to make a sheep costume, fine.

On Monday he came home with a note saying he was now a king and also with a few lines to practice. Ds was quite pleased, although he hasn't minded being a sheep either, and started practicing his lines. He was quite proud that he had learnt them very quickly and talked about his king costume and crown.
He told me the original king was now a sheep because he couldn't behave and listen to the teacher.

On Tuesday original king's mother was complaining on playground over her child's demotion to sheep. Sigh. She said she was going to go and see the teacher.

The upshot of this is that ds is now a sheep again. I'm slightly pissed off even though I know it doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things. However where ds was originally perfectly content with his sheep role, he now feels slightly disappointed that he won't have any lines. I appreciate this is how the original king must have felt but he lost his role because he was being a pain. Ds has lost his role because original king's mother has kicked up a fuss.

It's vaguely amusing written down but I am cross!

As the local hippy pagan, I live in hope that my DS gets King Herod when he does the nativity play. Mind you, DS can't sit still to save his life, so it's probably going to be an itchy sheep...

I still harbour deep resentment that I had to be a sheep rather than a camel because DB had been a sheep so we had the costume.

Last time (they seem to oscillate between nativity and Christmas concert) DD was a shepherd. Except that she had a meltdown and said she wanted to be a shepherdess. Which turned out, in her mind, to mean little Bo Peep. So she was all those frills took me boldly hours and yes, I am that mother. This year she is an innkeepers wife (an, not the. There are several. I was relieved to find out that there are also several innkeepers, so no polygamy involved) and I will probably go overboard on her costume again, in order to assuage my guilt that yet again the great performance coincides with a completely non negotiable work trip which means that I won't be there to watch .

I was always a narrator because I was a "good reader". Wouldn't have minded if we got to wear a codtume but it was just our uniform
You're right about the blonde angels too. Gabriel was always the same girl with long curly blonde hair. I've had the last laugh though, both my children are blonde

costume not codtume, I had no desire to dress up as a giant cod!

I still harbour deep resentment that I had to be a sheep rather than a camel because DB had been a sheep so we had the costume.

I'm not laughing, honestly I'm not . Love this!

Me, I was blonde haired (still am, but now with help from hairdresser ), but was always the narrator...

Bah!

Sarnia, I feel your pain as I too was always the narrator. Probably because I was a sensible child who could be relied upon to remember words and keep the show on the road. And I had to wear my horrendous uniform (shit brown colour) when dressing up was the whole point as far as I was concerned.

What I would have given to be a glamorous angel! But sadly didn't have the long blond hair.

DS is only 5 months, but I cannot wait to go to his first nativity play.

I was always an angel I hated having to wear a white dress and the stupid halo. All because I had white hair.

Due to a stammer I never got speaking parts.

I wanted to be a sheep.

At the school where I taught all our angels had long dark hair, and one year our Gabriel was male with a topknot. Over 90% of our pupils were from an Asian background.

Every bloody year I was one of many shepherds, having to wear my Mam's dressing gown and a tea towel on my head!

Being Mary was never a dream to ever enter my head it was so beyond me.

i wish I'd had the oomph to go down and volunteer Ds as baby Jesus, now he's old (1 year upwards only) enough we're regulars at Sunday School and he made his debut at 13m as a shepherd last year

i was the only child who could bang a triangle in tune so made my nativity acting debut as a shepherd alongside Ds last year after years and years in the orchestra

We were a Catholic school - the angels were boys.

I found it weird that my DD was an angel in hers at first since we were always taught that the named angels were Michael, Gabriel, and Lucifer - therefore concluding them to be male...

I supposed it was some sort of gender equality thing. Then found it was the norm

It is irritating when teachers give in to pushy parent - child lost his part and she should have stuck to the decision however much fuss the parent kicked up. However you will just have to encourage him to believe a sheep is a more fun part.