I'm not sure any schoolchildren these days would have an inkling of what that meant.
The holiday in Victoria (where I live) means a huge parade along the Main Street. It's always been a family tradition to attend and watch all the floats and marching bands. Now, there are no kids or grand kids in town and it's not so exciting for us......
So instead it's a weekend away on Pender Island with the Farmers Market, a big bowl of crab fresh off the boat and walks along the beach.
Not a bad trade, I'd say!