O Holy Night

O holy Night is well known as a Christmas carol, and originally written (composed) by Adolphe Adam in 1847. to the French poem "Minuit, chrétiens" by Placide Cappeau (1808-1877), a wine merchant and poet. Cappeau was asked to write a Christmas poem by a parish priest. It has become a standard modern carol for solo performance with an operatic finish. In the carol, the singer recalls the birth of Jesus. It was then, translated into English by Unitarian minister John Sullivan Dwight, editor of Dwight's Journal of Music in 1855, and lyrics also exist in other languages. On 24 December 1906, Reginald Fessenden, a Canadian inventor, broadcast the first AM radio program, which included him playing "O Holy Night" on the violin. The carol therefore appears to have been the first piece of music to be broadcast on radio.

Christmas is an annual holiday that celebrates the birth of Jesus. The date of the celebration is traditional, and is not considered to be his actual date of birth. Christmas festivities often combine the commemoration of Jesus' birth with various secular customs, many of which have been influenced by earlier winter festivals.


The word Christmas originated as a contraction of "Christ's mass". It is derived from the Middle English Christemasse and Old English Cristes mæsse, a phrase first recorded in 1038.In early Greek versions of the New Testament, the letter Χ (chi), is the first letter of Christ. Since the mid-16th century Χ, or the similar Roman letter X, was used as an abbreviation for Christ. Hence, "Xmas" is often used as an abbreviation for Christmas.

Merry Christmas from my family to all of yours !!!










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Christmas Poems...FuNNy

Christmas is nice
Christmas is that time of year
When everyone is filled with cheer
And our New Year is nearly here
And people put beer. In their ear.

There's turkey in the oven
And drunken people lovin'
And witches in a coven
And doves. Dovin'.

People hang up mistletoe
In hopes that they can kiss a ho
Or get pricked with a thistle though
They never seem to. Oddly.

A Christmas haiku
Christmas is a time
where people give each other
a whole bunch of stuff

A Traditional Christmas;
Christmas is coming
The geese are getting fat
But eating geese at Christmas
Makes you look like a twat

Pete;
I knew a man who lived in Bath
His name was Pete
He drove a Rover
Every Christmas he bought a car
But every year
It was the same
One year I asked him vacantly
"Why drive the same
Car every year?"
He turned to me and smiled and said
"They're not the same,
My new one's red"