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France
Maundy Thursday hammering and Good Friday customs
On Maundy Thursday, Jeudi Saint, or Jeudi Vert (Alsace),
a curious custom, differing in details, prevails in many parts of France;
little wooden hammers are taken to church and benches, chairs, etc., are
beaten with them; sometimes the exterior of the church; in some places
this is called "uteri less Juices"; in others it is on Good Friday that
the hammering is done, and this has been skillfully diverted so as to announce
the services in the absence of the bells.
In Alsace different bitter herbs used to be eaten (in
remembrance perhaps of the Charoseth or Jewish dish of bitter herbs); and
hence apparently the name Jeudi Vert. In Abbeville martelets, or
little planchettes with three or four hammers attached-some- times also
"crecelles" or castaquettes-were used to announce the services. This hammering,
other than for the above purpose, seems very difficult to explain. The
"tuer les Juifs" explanation seems unlikely. In Picardy children chant
the hours of services and are rewarded with eggs. In Anjou on Good Friday
at three o'clock millers stopped their mills, leaving the sails up, in
a sort of mourning. No animal must be killed on Good Friday, and no washing
is done in some parts (Franche-Comte', e.g.) in the latter half of the
week. Holy-water stoups will be found empty early on Easter Eve. The water
is blessed in the morning.
Source: A Guide to French Fetes by E. I. Robson.
London: Methuen, 1930, p.77.
Easter Sunday in Besancon, c. 1900
Following the legend, the bells of all the churches come
back on Easter Day from Rome where they have gone on Good Friday to be
blessed by the Pope. All children fancy that they have seen them flying
back to their beloved home belfry.
"Oh, I saw the bells of St. Maurice, all dressed up in
a thin blue veil; the last one caught her train in the weathercock, as
it came flying by the steeple," the little peasants tell each other as
they listen, face upwards, to the vibrant calling of the bells, filling
up the whole blue sky.
Everywhere the mountain-springs and the birds sing together,
and flowers by the million embroider the old roads and young hedges. All
the country churches are in flower; the fields, full of promising young
wheat, seem to await the Easter benediction.
The solemn procession walks slowly out of the little portico,
banners float in the spring breeze, litanies-sung by the village ers-rise
in the soft air, and the flame of the long candles borne by them flicker
in the sunlight. Little choir-boys in lace and red robes swing incense-burners
in front of the old priest carrying the Host, walking under a canopy. These
hieratic gestures of benediction bless the fields, the trees, the houses,
the flocks, the people. Young girls, carrying baskets full of spring flowers,
strew them gracefully along the road as the Host passes, as so many promises
for a good harvest. Nature is so young, so generous, that all hopes are
renewed afresh.
Source: When I Was a Girl in France by Georgette
Beuret. Boston: Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co., 1916, pp. l71-l72.
Belgium
Zaterdag Voor Paschen
Holy Saturday egg-hunting and holy-water-for-eggs exchange
Holy Saturday is especially a children's day in Condroz.
Although the restrictions of Lent lie lightly on them, they are the ones
who celebrate relaxation of the restrictions. This, and not Easter, is
the day for hunting eggs, colored or otherwise. The boys parade the village
chanting:
Walloon English
Taratata Taratata
Cwereme e va Lent goes
away
Tcharnal rivint Meat-eating
returns
Voci l'bon timps Here are
good times
Cakans les ous Let's thump
eggs
Cwereme est fou Lent is dead
Tcharnal or charnal is an
old word which has disappeared from standard French, but which in
Old French refers to a piece of meat. A near-by village has corrupted this
chant to Tchalmange which in itself is a corruption of Challemaine,
indicating that it is Charlemagne who has returned. It is difficult
for an American to appreciate the living reality of this first citizen
of Liege in Walloon folklore.
The boys proceed from house to house demanding a fee
for chasing Lent away, usually in the form of eggs, preferably a quarter-dozen
from each housewife. Much to the disgust of the clergy, this egg fee is
being replaced by a payment in money, sometimes as much as twenty francs.
Thus, the simplicity of a medieval tension-release festival is being altered
into the "trick or treat" highwayman-ship of juvenile American Halloween.
When the priest begins the Gloria
in Excelsis for Mass on Holy Saturday, the beadle of the church rings
the great bell, and the choir men chime the smaller one to welcome the
return from Rome. This is a signal for the small children to rush to the
yards and gardens to hunt eggs. The older ones play a game called cahan
(cocogne) wherein the players each grasp an egg firmly in their closed
hands and knock each other's eggs. The one who cracks his opponent's egg
without spoiling his own wins.
The choir and
altar boys are permitted to form teams of four or more to carry holy water
to the households. The priest blesses a great deal of water on Saturday
morning as he will hold public baptism that afternoon. One boy carries
a milk can of holy water, a second a measuring vessel, a third two large
baskets swing from his shoulders by a yoke for the receipt of gifts, and
a fourth a dinner bell which he rings from house to house. The house wives
greet them at the door, receive a gift of holy water for the family stoops
and, in return, make a present of eggs to the boys. In some parishes this
present has likewise degenerated into a cash payment, but the cure of Chateau-Gerard
so modern in many ways, will have none of this. He insists that there is
no payment due for holy water and that cash destroys the original idea,
the exchange of blessings. The rounds of the parish being accomplished,
the boys bring their gifts to the cure, or some other trusted person, who
divides the gifts among the boys, the older boys receiving more than the
younger. Some cures risk their juvenile popularity by making this a disciplinary
occasion, keeping out an egg otherwise due to a chorister or altar boy
for each time he has been inexcusably absent or tardy for Sunday Mass.
Source: Chateau-Gerard: The Life and Times of a Walloon
Village by Harry Hulbert Turney~High. Columbia: University of South
Carolina Press, 1953, pp. 254-255.
Easter in Belgium, c. 1910
During the Easter holidays the weather was better, and
we could play outside. On Good Friday the church-bells and the chimes were
never rung, and we were told that the bells had gone to Rome and would
return next morning with the Easter eggs. We were up early Saturday morning,
making little nests of hay, which we hid about the garden between bushes
and in the flower-beds.
Then while we had breakfast, Father or Mother would go
into the garden and put the colored eggs and also chocolate and sugar eggs
in the nests. And when at eight o'clock the church-bells rang, we would
all cry out: "The church-bells have returned from Rome! The church-bells
have come back!"
And I would rush to the garden and look for my little
nest, and find the eggs, and shout for joy! Everywhere the children were
on the street with their nests of Easter eggs, showing and comparing their
treasures. The richer people gave their children big chocolate eggs filled
with smaller sugar eggs; the poorer people gave hen's eggs which the mothers
had colored gold and red and blue, but all the children were equally happy
and glad that day.
Source: When I Was a Boy in Belgium by Robert Jonckheere.
Boston: Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co., 1915, pp. 42-43.
Wallonia
Church bells and rattles
Throughout the Roman Catholic world the church bells cease
to ring on Holy, or Maundy, Thursday. In Chateau-Gerard and neighboring
villages the faithful are summoned to church by young boys, usually the
altar servers, creating a fearful din with wooden rattles or, in the American
term, "rackets." These are the machines with thin and resonant strips of
wood sounded by wooden rachets over their tongues-the origin of the identical
instruments distributed to American night club patrons in order that they
may make noise on New Year's Eve. These noisemakers may vary in Wallonia
from a half-foot in length to more than two, and are either private property
of the boys' families and kept in the attic during the rest of the year,
or belong to the parish.
At one time the altar boys played their rattles through.
village, but today they stand on the porch of the Templar church rattling
and chanting the following at the time the bells would normally be rung:
Walloon French
English
A messe, a messe A la messe,
a la messe To mass, to mass
Po l' prumi coup Pour le premier
coup For the first stroke
And a quarter of an hour later:
Au salut, au salut. Au salut,
au salut Hail, hail
Po l' derin coup Pour lc
dernier coup For the last stroke
The young children
are told that the bells cannot ring because on Holy Thursday they fly to
Rome to be blessed by the Pope, to back to their own parishes on Holy Saturday.
The youngsters strain their eyes on that day, trying to see the bells in
flight, and many a distant bird is mistaken for the bells of the neighboring
parish. One faraway swallow caused a child to cry out, "Man! dj'a ve'yu
passer me cl6tche!" The children are never told t truth about the bells
until they discover the gentle deception for themselves.
Selling holy bread
A very general practice throughout Wallonia, including
Chateau-Gerard, is for the clergy to give young children a certain amount
of the round, thin wafers used as the priest's host at Mass, to sell at
the church doors on Maundy, or Holy Thursday, the anniversary of the institution
of the Holy Communion. Whatever money the children collect is given to
the clergy to distribute the parish's most needy families. The lay folk
who buy these wafers take them home and nail them over their front doors
to ward off evil.
Source: Chateau-Gerard: The Life and Times of a Walloon
Village by Harry Holbert Turney-High. Columbia: Universal of South
Carolina Press, 1953, pp. 258-259.
Malta
Good Friday Processions commemorate Christ's Passion
Special church services are held in the afternoon starting
at 3 PM. Good Friday pageants are held in fourteen different
towns and villages. During these pageants, a number of life-size statues
depicting scenes from the passion and death of Jesus Christ are carried
shoulder-high in procession along the main streets of the particular locality.
Men and women personifying Biblical characters from the Old and New Testament
all dressed authentic costumes take part in the processions.
Easter Sunday
Early morning processions with the Statue of the Risen
Christ are held in various towns and villages. Particularly interesting
are ones held at Vittoriosa and Cospicua. It is still
customary children to have their 'figolla' blessed by the Risen Christ
during these processions. The 'figolla' is a special
sweet for Easter. Two identically cut pieces of pastry are filled with
marzipan and baked. The top pastry is then decorated with colored icing
sugar. The 'figolla' can take various shapes, the most popular being a
lamb, a basket or a fish.
Source: "Malta & Gozo: Events Calendar '90." National
Tour ism Organization, 1990.
Italy
Blessing the house in Tuscany
. . . Before the Monday of Holy Week Silvana prepares
for a very ancient ceremony, pre-Christian in origin. She cleans her large
house from attic to kitchen, sweeping away old cobwebs from the high rafter-ed
ceilings, polishing the red-tiled floors and washing the small-paned windows
to an unaccustomed glitter. The shutters are flung wide open in all the
rooms on the middle floor of the house which are filled with cumbersome
country and oversized beds with bedsteads of curved decorative metal,
painted with panels of violets and pansies, or carved slats of stylized
roses. The mattresses of firm horsehair are turned and covered with fresh
sheets of heavy cream linen scented with the fields where each week they
are hung to dry. Fresh coverlets crocheted in bright wool's are laid on
each bed.
Next the dining room table is laid
with the best tablecloth and in it Silvana places a large bowl full of
new laid eggs, covered with a white napkin. Fresh lilac is stuffed into
the glass pot under the plaster image of Jesus and the house is ready,
with Silvana neat in a new headscarf and apron, to receive the visit of
the parish priest, Don Franco. He starts his round with the Cerotti house
and arrives early in the morning....
When the priest is robed, accompanied by a young server
who is also begowned, he walks through the house and sprinkles holy water
in each room, blessing the house and the family as he goes. Finally the
priest blesses the eggs. The small ceremony pleases Silvana and initiates
a fertile new season. The official Roman Catholic attitude to this very
old custom is that it reminds the individual of his own baptism and is
a renewal of old vows. Years ago the priests went to all houses with their
blessing, but today they only visit those people who request their presence.
Source: The Tuscan Year: Life and Food in an Italian
Valley by Elizabeth Romer. New York: Atheneum, 1985, pp.53-54
Sicily
Holy week in Sicily
Every home is
cleaned well before the priest visits to bestow the Easter blessing. In
Agrigento, the housewives come to their doors when they hear the church
bells sound after the Mass of Glory. They wave sticks and shout "Let the
devil leave and Christ enter!"
The churches are all adorned with flowers
and lights. Each person visits seven churches on Thursday afternoon and
evening. On Good Friday a Crucifixion procession takes place in each area,
with the marchers clothed in mourning black.
After the Mass of Glory, the mourning
curtains are taken from the altar to reveal a triumphant Christ. In Novara
he is raised to the ceiling by a pulley, amid clouds and angels. In some
places the Incontro, the meeting of Christ with His Mother, is enacted
on Easter Sunday. Easter Monday is a holiday, and visits to the country
are popular.
Source: Festivals and Folkways of Italy by Frances
Toor. New York: Crown, 1953, pp. 80-8l.
Red Easter eggs tossed to Albanian congregation
In Piano degli Albanese, near Palermo, red Easter eggs
are tossed to the congregation after the priest says "Christ is risen."
The red eggs are also part of the celebrations at Contessa Entellina, Sicily.
The Albanian colony at Piano degli Albanese has been in Sicily since the
fifteenth century.
Source: An Egg at Easter: A Folklore Study by Venetia
Newell. Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 1971, p.225.
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