Lots of Christmas carols refer to the first Christmas as somehow being quiet. There is "Silent Night, Holy Night, all is calm...." There is "O Little Town of Bethlehem, how still we see the lie...How silently, how silently the holy gift is given..." And, there are others. No doubt inspired by some late night stroll in a snow covered small town, sometime in December.
However, it is obvious that none of these people were ever present at a real birth. It is noisy as "H", "E" double hockey sticks. After Mom screams or groans or cusses (as I did) for several hours, then the baby takes over, making more racket than you would ever think a 7 pound person could generate. On top of that, at least in my case, the nurses were shouting at me and at each other because my son's birth did not go as they had anticipated.
Silent Night? You must be kidding!
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