The week before Christmas was a busy time in la famille Lafleuré. Baking of tourtières with veal and moose, maple syrup doughnuts, apple pies, sugar and pecan pies. Pheasants were killed and cleaned for Christmas dinner. Grandmère Lafleur was busy making toffee candy for the children Christmas Eve when they would sit around the decorated tree telling stories of Noël long ago.
Children were excited and cleaning their rooms including under the bed since they were told le Père Noël did a survey in all childrens’ bedrooms to ensure they did all their chores.
Papa Lafleur had finished cleaning the fireplace and Christmas Eve afternoon, he went up on the roof of the house while the children were skating on the pond. They loved watching their father clean the chimney singing old ballads from long ago. Before coming down, he tied a long red velvet ribbon around the chimney. Tonight was the night Santa would visit from the north Pole.
C’est le temps des fêtes
les enfants crient de joie
l’arrivé du Père Noël
©Tournesol ’15
I love the French haiku and surprise, surprise! I remember enough French from my school days to understand every word! 🙂 I love the scene the you set before the haiku; it’s just bursting with holiday cheer 🙂
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Haha, good on you for reading the French haiku:) I thought I would write a more cheery post after my last one;)
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I loved it. It’s perfect for the season 🙂
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Thanks, Melinda, that means a lot to me:)
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You’re welcome 🙂
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What a beautiful Christmas haibun … I really enjoyed this very much ma cher!
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It was time to write something positive. Glad you enjoyed it.
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🙂
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I couldn’t read the French of course but the prose brought up my childhood memories of Christmas. Such an exciting time. Thanks!
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Thanks, here is a quick translation:
it’s Christmastime
children shout with joy
Santa is here
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Nice!
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I haven’t had a good maple syrup doughnut since I lived in Vermont for one year as a child. Miss ’em!
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My best friend used to have a sugar shack on her farm…Every Christmas she must make at least25 to 30 dozens, freezes them and gives us these goodies when we leave after a scrumptious meal. We are from the Eastern Townships about an hour from Vt border.
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