The Jolakotturinn of Iceland is bigger than life in Reykjavik this year! This Christmas Cat goes after those who didn't get any new clothes at all for the holiday; even one small sock will get you off the hook. I'm safe because I have two whole new pairs of socks!
Bjork has a song about this festive fiend. It's in Icelandic. Don't fret: you can see a translated version here.
His whiskers, sharp as bristles,
His back arched up high,
And the claws of his hairy paws
Were a terrible sight.
Sounds like business as usual around here. I think I shall go look for my new socks.
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1 comment:
Wow! What a find. If only I'd seen this a couple of days ago I'd have watched it with the little kids I teach. I've saved the link for next Christmas. I loved it! I noticed a couple of words - Yule and mice seemed like English words.
Thanks!
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