Of Christmas, Carols & Choirs: The Life of a ‘Convent Educated’

Convent school education was such, if you didn’t know the carols, you were not a fit enough to study in one.

Updated
Social Buzz
2 min read
Oh come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant! (Photo Courtesy: Reuters)

When my 11-month-old nephew refused to take even a single morsel of food a few days ago, my sister and I subconsciously began singing jingle bells, jingle bells, to get his attention. To our surprise, he stopped fidgeting and began blabbering with us.

The Christmas Choir in class II. (Photo Courtesy: Garvita Khybri)
The Christmas Choir in class II. (Photo Courtesy: Garvita Khybri)

He started singing carols earlier than I did. I was 4-years-old when I was selected to sing in my school’s Christmas choir. My shrieky voice was considered appropriate for the high-pitched hallelujah.

My class choir in sixth standard. (Photo Courtesy: Garvita Khybri)
My class choir in sixth standard. (Photo Courtesy: Garvita Khybri)

Convent school education was such, if you didn’t know the carols, you were not a fit enough to study in one. If you didn’t cross your chest every time you cross a church, you were not reading the scriptures enough and the worst, if you didn’t have your uniform’s kurta below your knees or the dupatta was not perfectly pleated (left over right) you were not a “proper” girl. When I read Jane Eyre, I had an eerie sense of empathy with Jane; the similarities between Lowood and my school were starkly similar.

Here are some Christmas carols that I still remember by heart.

(The Quint is available on Telegram. For handpicked stories every day, subscribe to us on Telegram)

Published: 
Stay Updated

Subscribe To Our Daily Newsletter And Get News Delivered Straight To Your Inbox.

Join over 120,000 subscribers!