Indeed. The tradition about the Lucia processions in DK took off in earnest after "The Three Cute Little Princesses" did theirs.
There had been a few cases during the 30's, but it didn't catch on.
In Sweden it's a big thing! In DK it's one song and a procession.
Alas, this year practically all processions have been cancelled as the authorities warn against singing while being close.
But this is how it usually looks like:
https://cdn.midtvest.bazo.dk/images/d33e6294-6b02-4106-bd0e-83f59578834d/d/16:9/s/2048
https://www.netavisengrindsted.dk/wp-content/gallery/lucia2018gripri/lucia2gripri.jpg
https://bt.bmcdn.dk/media/cache/resolve/image_1240/image/141/1410275/23288851-lucia.jpg
The Lucia bride is traditionally a blonde. And as you will notice, live candles are often used.
In many places they include the boys, but IMO that's too inclusive. Surely boys and girls can do something apart once in a while.
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In Norway it's tradition in many places to hide away brooms before going to bed on Christmas Eve, so that witches can't find them and fly away on the brooms.
Since the witch-trials in mainly the 1600's witches and brooms have been associated, but the real origin may have have been even more sinister!
In 1349 the Black Death came to Denmark and practically at the same time to Norway and Sweden.
According to the public belief at the time, if you saw an old woman carrying a rake going through your village, the Black Death would follow and soon! But if the old woman carried a broom, no one in the village would survive...
In some places it was an old man, but mostly an old woman.
Death being personified as an old woman is seen in many cultures and predates the Grim Reaper.
There is a favorite story of mine (told by Peter Ustinov BTW) about a rich merchant from Isfahan.
One day a servant of his came up to him, pale and visibly frightened: "I went to the market and there I saw Death and she gestured threatening at me! Master, lend me your fastest horse, so that I can flee. If I reach Baghdad before nightfall, Death cannot find me among so many people."
Since the servant was a loyal and trusted man, the merchant lend him has horse and saw the servant ride away as fast as he could. (The horse would almost have to be supersonic to make it to Baghdad in a few hours!)
Then the merchant went to the market, and indeed he did find Death in the shape of an old woman: "Why did you threaten my good and loyal servant?!?"
Death replied: "Threaten him? I didn't threaten him. I was merely surprised to see him here in Isfahan, as I'm going to meet him tonight in Baghdad."
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Thanks for the info, Prinsara.
I had never heard about Ahasverus until I researched old superstition a couple of years ago. I had heard loosely about Die Ewige Jude though, but assumed that to be Nazi propaganda.