My grand-kids all attend C of E primary schools and they all have so-called Nativity plays. I was staggered yesterday when I attended the 7 year-old grandson's one. It was a rambling affair called The Greatest Snowman using music from The Greatest Showman. Not a Mary, baby Jesus, shepherd, wise-man, King or donkey in sight and mindless shouting instead of carols.
My grand-daughter's one today in a little country church was more traditional, but again no recognisable carols.
Any other parents or grandparents discovered this?
Personally, hearing those flat rural Cumbrian vowel-sounds telling us that Jeeesus was born in a baaaarn had become part of my Christmas enjoyment