By Martin Schlegel
Growing up in Germany, the Lantern Parade, or *Laternenumzug*, was one of my favorite activities in the fall as a child. Now, living in Toronto, I’m excited to share this beautiful tradition with my kids.
The event is held in early November around St Martin’s Day. It symbolizes the light of St. Martin's faith and generosity. It’s less religious today and more of a cultural event that focuses on community, emphasizing joy, kindness and togetherness.
Our village, like many others in Germany, celebrates together with a parade. Children would make their lanterns in school or at home with parents.
On the day of the parade families gather by the kindergarten and walk through the park with their lanterns singing songs. It was led by a man on a horse - representing St. Martin. The best part of the parade was the bonfire at the end. Our local fire department was responsible for preparing it and ensuring it was safely extinguished. We had the biggest bonfire. Parents would enjoy Glühwein (warm spiced wine), pretzels and sausages. The parade is still held in my village every year.
It’s important for my wife and I to share both of our beautiful cultures and traditions with our kids. My wife was fortunate to have found the Deutsche Sprachschulen (DSS) Richmond Hill school (www.dssgta.org) so that our kids could learn German and speak to my mum (their Oma). The school focuses on language learning and incorporates celebrations of traditions and cultural events.
This year my kids learnt the “Laterne, Laterne” song and made themed lanterns in class. They learnt about the significance of the event and why it’s celebrated. I was able to share my stories with them.
The DSS Scarborough school hosts a walk in the park each year for families and all three schools are invited. Although not as large as the parades in our village, the feeling of community, the vibrant lantern creations, singing and laughter brought me back to my childhood.
I love that I can pass down a piece of my culture and share it within our community. As we strolled down the boardwalk, my boys were darting in and out with their new friends from the Scarborough school. They were laughing and singing. It was a beautiful night. I hope they remember these moments, just as I did and carry this tradition forward giving them a sense of identity and belonging, which I hope will resonate with them as they grow up.
