Christmas Eve, a long journey, a barn full of farm animals…
This new carol describes the plight of many refugees and focuses on a very personal story.
In 1956, when I was eight years old, there was a revolution in Hungary, the country which had always been home for generations of my family. There were battles in the streets. Many people died.
It became very dangerous for us, and my parents decided to escape into Austria.
We left Budapest late on Christmas Eve, my parents, my older sister and me. We made the first part of our journey hidden in the mail van of a train heading for the border.
Then, in the dark, we had to walk for hours across snow covered fields. There was a light in the distance to guide us, and it led us to a large barn where kind people welcomed us. There were hot drinks and simple food, and some chocolates for the children.
Then the farmer showed us where we could sleep – on the hay which he had spread to make a bed for us to lie on.
And he said, with a whimsical smile: Don't be nervous about the animals, they don't mind sharing.
This was the start of our new life as Refugees.
Includes versions in unison and 2-parts. For ages 5-13 years.