Christmas’ Past

If we could get our mind off of playing with the new children down the street for a while, we’d catch the adults sneaking around and hiding gifts that somehow we never saw until Christmas morning. We were enjoying every minute. Later that evening we would be heading to the church for another Christmas program rehearsal. I’m sure it wasn’t but seemed like every child in the neighborhood was there. We had been practicing for about two weeks by this time because in those days we actually had to know our speeches and parts by heart. What a wonderful and joyous time it was learning,singing and telling others all about what Christmas means. As Christmas Eve approached, I think every child was on his/her best behavior. That day, mom nor dad would bother calling you in from playing. My guess is they wanted us as tired as possible when they said bedtime.

The next morning we’d awake to discover our gifts under the Christmas tree. Sometimes they weren’t exactly what we’d hoped for, but we played with and shared them over the neighborhood with eachother. There would be a pause in play time all over the neighborhood for Christmas dinner. Yes, we finally got to eat some of all that wonderfully delicious food that we’d both smelled and saw Grandma cooking. Of course afterwards, The adults would sit around and talk: the ladies indoors and the men out on the porch. As for the children, it was back off to playing for us. It was like heaven with all your family around laughing , joking, smiling and being merry. Christmas just doesn’t seem like Christmas any more.Image via Wikipedia