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Last week, the author of one of the blogs I follow wrote about Christmas memories from her childhood. I enjoyed reading hers, so, today, I thought I’d share some of mine.
1.) I remember anxiously awaiting the last day of school before Christmas vacation. It always seemed that you were out of school FOREVER for Christmas. Since I hated school, that seemingly eternal time-off was among my best Christmas gifts.
2.) I remember telling my mom at bedtime every Christmas Eve, to PLEASE wake me if she heard Santa’s reindeer. Surely she would hear the bells jingling in time to wake me….?
3.) I remember our Christmas trees. They were ALWAYS cedar. My brother-in-law, Ed, would cut one for us when he got the one for his family. My mom would struggle to get the tree standing straight, usually tying it to the wall with a length of twine. Mom was older (43) when I was born, and my two sisters were grown and had moved away before I was 5 years old. I realize now that Mama probably went through all the aggravation with that tree just for me. Not to mention the scratches on her hands and arms from the cedar. There was always tinsel garland, very fragile ornaments and tinsel icicles on our tree.
4.) I remember Ed teasing me by singing: “Rudolph, the green-nosed reindeer”, or “blue-nosed” or “purple-nosed”.
5.) I remember the Christmas that Santa brought me a set of (child-sized) aluminum cookware. There was a picture of me with it, but I’m not sure this is it. Close enough, though. Note the icicles on the tree. (And the fever blister/cold sore on my lip.)
6.) I remember Mama always taped the Christmas cards we received all around the doors and windows in our den. In the above picture, you can see a Christmas card in the top left corner- taped to the window frame.
7.) When I was a little girl, I would help Mama when she addressed our Christmas cards. Postage was 4-cents on unsealed envelopes, 5-cents if they were sealed. Mama always said not to seal those envelopes. To save a penny, we certainly didn’t mind if someone other than the recipient read the card!
8.) I remember asking my Mom how Santa could deliver my toys, since we didn’t have a chimney. She said that he had a magic key that allowed him to come inside anyone’s house. And, for some reason, perhaps because it was Santa, that didn’t seem to bother me.
9.) I remember our Christmas pageants at church. As children, we were always so nervous that we’d forget our “lines” in the play. Afterward, we were usually given little bags of fruit, and sometimes a LifeSaver Book of Candy.
10.) And as I grew older, I remember loving the Christmas songs at church. My mom’s favorite was a little-known one: “There’s A Song In The Air“. She loved to hear me play it on the piano.
There’s a song in the air,
There’s a star in the sky.
There’s a mother’s deep prayer,
And a Baby’s low cry.
And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing,
For the manger of Bethlehem
Cradles a King.
Would you like to share a favorite childhood Christmas memory that you have?