The title is not very melodious, unless you can sing it.
It was one of the first Christmas songs I learned in Grade one. I couldn’t read yet, so I stood in the choir with a song book, and sang Fa la la la la la la la la with much gusto! I remember it clearly.
Like most experiences in our early life, we can be marked positively or negatively.
I always loved Christmas. My Mom & Dad must have been challenged to provide in those days, but we never knew it. Imagine yourself, making something out of Christmas with no credit cards! Well, I had Credit cards and over did it all every single year. I may have had regrets about some of my decisions through the year, but overspending Christmas was not one of them!
I’ve become slightly (only slightly) more practical these days, but I can see that I’ve passed that shopping germ on to my daughter and she goes to extremes too, but she doesn’t blow the budget for the year. I guess that I imparted other skills to her as we went along.
So here we are. Another Christmas. My 68th.
I hear all the contraversy about being politically correct and wonder “who has time for that”?
Another wonderful Christmas season, when we can thank God, thank our friends, and thank our families for the richness of our lives.
MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Pat
December 21, 2011 at 1:09 am |
Thank you for the memories and the Christmas greetings. Your Christmas and mine are the same year 68 so many of my memories may be the same as yours. Being financly challenged ( how do you like that for politiacal correctness) we do our shopping with no plastic. Crafts and imagination come in handy. OAS does not go far!
May you and yours have the best of the New Year and a Merry Christmas.
Best Wishes, Jancie Sweet.
December 21, 2011 at 2:03 am |
Hi Janice,
I am sure that we have much in common.
Did you go to Waterloo High school?
All the best of the season!
December 21, 2011 at 2:16 am |
Hi again Janice,
Sorry for that lapse in my memory. Now I remember you writing all the wonderful details about Eastman history.
I DO plan to go back there to visit one day! Every summer, I plan to go and “life” just gets in the way. I have many fond memories of that brief but poignant time of my life, and I have friends in Waterloo that I am way overdue to visit!
…Story of my life! It’s flying past.