tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post8286068252984167831..comments2024-03-29T09:31:53.769+13:00Comments on No Kidding in NZ: Traditions, old and newMalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-83272629409098113762012-01-22T12:10:24.618+13:002012-01-22T12:10:24.618+13:00Valery, I did think about doing that myself, as I ...Valery, I did think about doing that myself, as I learned I'd never have children only a few weeks before Loy Krathong. I'd definitely have done it if I'd been in Thailand at the time - I can't think of a more lovely way to say good-bye.Malihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-12803434708734713722012-01-21T21:55:32.176+13:002012-01-21T21:55:32.176+13:00I've only spent the month of November in Thail...I've only spent the month of November in Thailand and definitely loved Loy Krathong. It feels a bit odd to say 'share with my child' as I chose the ritual of floating a krathong to say goodbye to my non-existing child...Valeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10210187335704409247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-49726020276192095062012-01-18T12:56:28.113+13:002012-01-18T12:56:28.113+13:00This makes me happy.This makes me happy.Indigo Buntinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11387698096732697805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-73355544387169229052012-01-15T11:36:14.875+13:002012-01-15T11:36:14.875+13:00Not exactly a tradition, but I wanted very much to...Not exactly a tradition, but I wanted very much to raise truly bilingual kids. I wanted them to grow up in this country but still be able to communicate with my family back home. I am a spelling fanatic in my own language, and I would have made sure they got their spelling and grammar rules right.Pearlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02557128777623361772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-72067739630075832612012-01-14T15:09:30.004+13:002012-01-14T15:09:30.004+13:00Fish and chips on Friday = definitely a kiwi thing...Fish and chips on Friday = definitely a kiwi thing. (Guess what we had for dinner last night?) Roast dinners on Sunday also used to be kiwi, but probably slipping a bit now. (Kiwi traditions take from UK traditions a lot).<br /><br />I'm not actually culturally Thai - I forget that readers here don't know me as well as those at my Separate Life blog (link is in the About Me section). I lived in Thailand as a teenager (just posted about it), and then again in my late 20s/early 30s with my husband, and it is very much part of me.Malihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-87862687273540984512012-01-13T12:07:54.350+13:002012-01-13T12:07:54.350+13:00I love this.. I am sure they would have been inter...I love this.. I am sure they would have been interesting and full. And I am glad knowing this doesn't make you sad. <br /><br />I also smile because we used to have a tradition at a camp in Oregon where we'd put lit candles in the river on tiny boats we made from things we found in the forest. We'd sing and put them in the water and watch them float away. It was always a very powerful and moving way to let go and say goodbye. Writing it like this, it sounds so cheesy and hippy-dippy Oregon, but I still fondly remember that tradition.clarehttp://circlesbecome.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-82975907497356363972012-01-13T11:52:36.146+13:002012-01-13T11:52:36.146+13:00I love your thoughts here. Especially the idea of ...I love your thoughts here. Especially the idea of carrying things of importance from your own culture. me? Fish and chips on a friday (is that a kiwi thing too?) and roast dinner on a sundayStinkyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15656595158457726802noreply@blogger.com