As a tribute to our son-in-law, who takes his Scottish heritage very seriously,
we have put together a page for Robert Burns who wrote the famous "Address
to the Haggis". We had an hilarious Burns' supper when we piped
in the haggis (tinned) that James had brought us back from Scotland, with the strains of the bagpipes playing in the background.
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What
is a Haggis?

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Warning
for those with a weak stomach DO NOT read this section:
Take
the liver, lungs & heart of a sheep and boil them. Mince the
meats and mix with chopped onions, toasted oatmeal, salt, pepper,
and spices. Take one properly cleaned sheep's stomach. Stuff the
cleaned stomach with the prepared contents. Sew up the stomach (leaving
enough room for expansion to avoid a large messy explosion) and
boil. Serve and eat. |
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In honor of James' Scottish heritage we present the BURNS
SUPPER -
which is usually held on January, 25th.
Sequence
of Events
The proceedings
for the night may be formal or informal. Chairman's speech to welcome
company, normally a few short sentences.
All the
guests are seated, Chairman rises and invites company to rise to welcome
haggis being piped in. A piper enters the room, followed by the cook or
chef carrying the chieftain haggis - from 5-10kg (10-20lbs) - on a large
ashet. Behind him comes the waiter with a bottle of whiskey (apple juice for the wee ones). The procession
then walks sunwise round the company, ending up at the chairman of the
club, who takes the whiskey from the waiter and pours out two glasses.
The piper stops playing, the haggis is placed on the table and the piper
and the chef are given whiskies.
The company
stands. A Guest then recites "The Address" plunging a dirk into it and cutting a St Andrews Cross on the top, turning
back the flaps and inserting the serving spoon.
Before the meal begins
someone will recite the |
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Burns'
Selkirk Grace:
Some
hae meat and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it;
But we hae meat and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit. |
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Company
sit and meal continues.
Immortal
Memory is spoken by the speaker.
"Robert
Burns was born the son of a poor farmer in Alloway, south-west Scotland,
on 25th. January 1759. Despite the extreme poverty of his family, Burns'
father ensured that Robert had a good education in his early years.
For most
of his life, Burns had to work hard on the farm, undernourished and out
in all weathers. The result of this was that he died in poverty at the
tragically young age of 37. Over 10,000 people attended his funeral in
Dumfries in 1796.
Who then,
was this man who made such an impression on so many people then and now?
It is almost impossible to answer this - he was a very complex man, blessed
with creative genius from a young age. Glasgow's Mitchell Library has
a collection of over 9000 books relating to Burns - perhaps some of the
answers to the question are to be found here.
Robert Burns
was many things during his short life: Farmer, Linen Weaver, Customs Officer,
Freemason, Poet, Socialist, Patriot, Founder Member of the Tarbolton Bachelors'
Club, Associate of High Society in Edinburgh, Drinking Crony with his
common friends - the list goes on. But the important thing about Robert
Burns was that although feted by the cream of Scottish Society, he never
lost sight of his roots.
During his
lifetime, Burns wrote many hundreds of poems and songs, many of which
reflected his great humanity, and his empathy with the common man. He
was not a sentimentalist, and he was always aware of the meanness, the
cruelties and follies of mankind; traits he disdainfully ridiculed in
his poetry. His works have been translated into over 84 different languages,
and lines from some of his poems are still to this day in common use in
the English language.
Perhaps
his best-known work, "Auld Lang Syne," is known and sung throughout
the world. I ask you all...Scot or not....from Ayrshire or not ....to
charge your glasses and be upstanding to drink a toast to the Immortal
Memory of Robert Burns."
Toast
to the Lassies.
Now entertainment
begins (songs and poems etc), after which the Chairman calls on company
to sing "Auld Lang Syne".
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| Gross
Motor: |
Hammer
Throw - you will need a small paper bag, newspaper, string.
Stuff the paper bag with the newspaper. Tie it off with a 12"
(30cm) long piece of string. Hold the end of the string. Spin around
3 times. Let go. Watch how far the hammer travels. Record
the distance then see if you can make it go further than the last
throw.
Shotput - make a ball out of aluminum foil. Hold the ball
in the palm of one hand. Place that hand next to your ear. Push
the shot into the air extending your arms. Do not move your feet.
Record the distance then see if you can make it go further than
the last put. |
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Motor: |
Scottish
Flag worksheet. |
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Perception: |
Do
you have a globe? (If not here's a World
Map). Show your child where Scotland is compared to where you
live. Compare big countries and small countries. |
| Language: |
Have
a Scottish Dinner (no you don't have to eat haggis if you don't want
to but we think it's quite tasty). We had great fun, we put on some
Scottish music, piped in the haggis and followed the ceremony above. |
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Address
to a Haggis by Robert Burns |
Fair
fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great Chieftan o' the Puddin-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy of a grace
As lang's my arm.
The
groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o' need,
While thro' your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.
His
knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An' cut you up wi' ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!
Then,
horn for horn they stretch an' strive,
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
Bethankit hums.
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Is
there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi' perfect sconner,
Looks down wi' sneering, scronful' view
On sic a dinner?
Poor
devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro' bluidy flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But
mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll mak it whissle;
An' legs, an' arms, an' heads will sned,
Like taps o' thrissle.
Ye
Pow's wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae shinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if you wish her gratefu' pray'r,
Gie her a Haggis!*
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When using
the Burns Night worksheets make sure your child uses the correct:
- Pencil Grip
- Scissor
Control
Did he
or she manage the Visual Perception task? To learn how
to teach these skills correctly, improve your child's abilities
and help prepare your child for school use the Get Ready For School program. |
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