28 December 2014


Happy Holy Innocents' Day!

Some of you may remember that the Holy Innocents are the patron saints of Shredded Cheddar. I try to post something relevant each year on their feast day. This December has been a slow month for blogging, however, and the only idea that I could come up with was to share a certain short story with you. Since it's not in the public domain, and I'm kind of feeling shady right now, I'm not going to type the title (though you'll see it soon enough) and I'm only going to identify the author through this link.

Note that it's not theologically perfect. The most glaring error is the two dead people who reappear as angels. (I know, right?) But I like the way it puts the sorrows and sacrifice of a few in the greater context of the joy and salvation of the world, so I think it's still worth sharing. Enjoy!


Paul Stilwell said...

Sooo...um...there goes the rest of the Christmas Story I was writing that was going to involve a pig named Vilbur and his owner Charles Lot, and was even going to end with the words "Oink, oink, oink", but yeah, thanks Nick! LOL.

But anyways, that story was beautiful and I enjoyed it. Thank you for posting it. I especially liked the bit of extra layering at the end where the now old Bololoy "feels himself very young and good again" when he goes to see Belen with the holy pig every Christmas. That's just so Christmas.

Brandon said...

That was a good one. The idea of a Heavenly Fauna Choir is very charming and has a lot of story value. You could have Francis's wolf, Jerome's lion, the dogs of Tobit and John Bosco, the birds of Joseph of Cupertino, the fish of Anthony of Padua, etc. I would never have thought of the pig of St. Anthony, though.

Enbrethiliel said...


Stilwell -- You're welcome! I reread the ending after reading your comment. It is "so Christmas"! =)

Brandon -- I know what you mean! Long before I read this story, I wrote one of my own about a saint and his animal companion . . . but of course I can't remember now. =P It was likely St. Francis of Assisi and a few birds.

mrsdarwin said...

This was delightful. When I read the beginning, when the species of Lechonito was still ambiguous, I applied my rather fledging and cognate-driven Spanish knowledge to the names of his siblings and thought, "Boy, they all seem rather... porky." I will have to share this with Eleanor -- she is a tender-hearted lover of pigs and will be pleased at a pig in a creche.

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Enbrethiliel said...


Mrs. Darwin -- The first time I shared this story with someone, I asked, "You know what a lechon is, right?" (He didn't! Though he soon found out. LOL!) I guess there's that extra layer of fun for people who don't know from the very beginning that our little hero is a pig. =) I hope Eleanor likes this, too!

Christopher -- ;-)

Sheila said...

I am tremendously embarrassed with how long it took me to figure out he's a pig. It was *after* I'd figured out they were eating him for Christmas dinner!

The story of the Holy Innocents has always been very upsetting to me. So ridiculously unfair. I don't see it from the point of view of the babies -- I feel how the *mothers* must feel about it and it breaks my heart. I watched a show a couple weeks ago where they were singing the Canterbury Carol (so beautiful, but SO sad) on Christmas Eve in a maternity ward. I was like .... give it a rest, carolers! These are new mothers, sing them Silent Night or something!

Enbrethiliel said...


LOL! Filipino readers know immediately from his name that he's a pig, but I guess that non-Filipinos would figure it out at different points of the story.

Now that you bring it up, I think that most people do imagine the story of the Holy Innocents from the babies' point of view. I cannot begin to imagine the anguish of the parents.

On the other hand, I always think of the Plague on the Firstborn from the perspective of the Egyptians left behind. It came home to me especially clearly the year I was able to point out to my mother (with my usual sensitivity =P) that if we had been Egyptians in that time, she would have lost a father, a brother, a husband and a son. Not to mention a couple of nephews! Let's throw in my father, too. Not comfortable to think about.

What a choice to sing the Canterbury Carol at a maternity ward! ROFL! It wasn't the best pick, but I confess that I find it funny!

Melanie Bettinelli said...

I was rather sad this year to have the Feast of Holy Innocents superseded by Holy Family. I don't remember the feast ever really being on my radar at all until I became a mother and thought of all those poor mothers.

This is a beautiful story. I love the little pig in the nativity. It reminds me of all the people and creatures that have found their way into our nativities over the years.

Enbrethiliel said...


I'm happy that you like it, too, Melanie!

I think that if the Feast of the Holy Family must overlap with any of the other feasts during the Christmas season, the Feast of the Holy Innocents is the most logical choice. Only the mission of the Holy Family can put the sufferings of the families of the Holy Innocents into the context of God's mercy.