Christmas – A Young Boys Fondest Christmas Eve Souvenirs

Christmas was a very special time as a young boy, and still remains today. With so many fond memories of the past, it's no wonder, and every year we make new memories for generations to come.

When I was a young boy, my extended family was very large. It was common for 50 or 60 close relatives to come to my grandmother's house for Sunday lunch. The house was filled with wonderful energy. These were happy moments and remained a part of my dearest memories as a child.

Christmas was always a very special moment. I remember my cousin and I getting more and more excited as Christmas got closer because we knew Christmas was going to be a lot of fun and we were going to see all our cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandchildren. parents. It was common for the Christmas party to have 100 to 150 family members.

It's a lot of people and I can still feel the energy when I close my eyes. Suddenly, I am transported back in time. I can hear the laughter of my mother and my grandmother. I can hear my aunt arguing with my other aunt and I can see my uncle smoking his favorite cigar. Good time. Christmas was sometimes at home, sometimes in my grandmother's house, and other times in one of my grand-uncle's houses.

Everyone brought gifts for most others, and there were many gifts for young children. There was so much suspense. Box shaking and guessing were a lot of fun as we waited in anticipation of Santa's arrival.

The soft drinks and eggnog we served with a chili dinner, cornbread and lots of cakes and pies. The food was delicious. The room was a buzzing voice. The air was filled with happiness and as we all ate; there was a lot of laughter and jokes. It was hard to understand as a child how there could be so many delicious food choices at the same time and no one told us that we could not have as many servings of cakes and pies as we wanted. After all, it was Christmas – it was the season of festivities.

Around 9:00 pm, my cousins ​​and I heard a knock on the door. We knew that Santa had arrived. As Santa Claus entered the house, all the kids went wild – screaming and crazy could have been heard, applauded and jumped in anticipation of what was coming next.

It took a bit but we finally left in anticipation of what we knew was coming. Do not get me wrong, we were so excited; We knew that Santa Claus, with the help of all the teenagers, would start distributing all the presents under the tree once we were all settled in our premises. Each gift was named, and Santa Claus personally gave a gift to each of the adults, mysteriously calling them by name, like the magic of Christmas.

There was fun for all ages. While the children were ecstatic about Santa Claus who was there and giving them gifts, the adults were also entertained. They would scratch their heads trying to figure out what Santa was who knew them by name and had personal information about each of them. Moments of pleasure for all!

My family had all moved from a small village in a rural part of the state to the big city. I learned later when I was taller than my grandmother or one of my big uncles would go back to this village before Christmas to convince one of the adults who knew all the adults there are twenty or so years ago. 39 years before the entire clan moved to town. No family member had seen the person chosen since, prompting adults to guess.

I have wonderful memories of my childhood and adolescence. As I passed from a child to a young adult, family traditions became even more important to me. Growing up and participating in guessing the identity of our Santa Claus, I loved the anticipation that preceded Christmas Eve.

My family treated Santa very well. He would have a room in one of the elders of the family or would be staying in a nice hotel, even though he had been in the city for a long time. Our family usually spares him the choice. And of course, the family paid for all their meals and transportation, as well as all other expenses.

On Christmas Day, he joined the family for Christmas dinner. He arrived with his usual outfit and finally the adults had their answer to the guessing game of the night before. The kids did not even realize that there was an extra guest, so Santa Claus was never put in danger with the kids.

To this day, Christmas is for me a very important period of the year. It's time for family and friends to celebrate and spend time together, and it's time for kids to believe in Santa Claus. It's the moment for everyone to enjoy the magic of Christmas. Merry Christmas to everyone!

When I was a young boy, my extended family was very large. It was common for 50 or 60 close relatives to come to my grandmother's house for Sunday lunch. The house was filled with wonderful energy. These were happy moments and remained a part of my dearest memories as a child.

Christmas was always a very special moment. I remember my cousin and I getting more and more excited as Christmas got closer because we knew Christmas was going to be a lot of fun and we were going to see all our cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandchildren. parents. It was common for the Christmas party to have 100 to 150 family members.

It's a lot of people and I can still feel the energy when I close my eyes. Suddenly, I am transported back in time. I can hear the laughter of my mother and my grandmother. I can hear my aunt arguing with my other aunt and I can see my uncle smoking his favorite cigar. Good time. Christmas was sometimes at home, sometimes in my grandmother's house, and other times in one of my grand-uncle's houses.

Everyone brought gifts for most others, and there were many gifts for young children. There was so much suspense. Box shaking and guessing were a lot of fun as we waited in anticipation of Santa's arrival.

The soft drinks and eggnog we served with a chili dinner, cornbread and lots of cakes and pies. The food was delicious. The room was a buzzing voice. The air was filled with happiness and as we all ate; there was a lot of laughter and jokes. It was hard to understand as a child how there could be so many delicious food choices at the same time and no one told us that we could not have as many servings of cakes and pies as we wanted. After all, it was Christmas – it was the season of festivities.

Around 9:00 pm, my cousins ​​and I heard a knock on the door. We knew that Santa had arrived. As Santa Claus entered the house, all the kids went wild – screaming and crazy could have been heard, applauded and jumped in anticipation of what was coming next.

It took a bit but we finally left in anticipation of what we knew was coming. Do not get me wrong, we were so excited; We knew that Santa Claus, with the help of all the teenagers, would start distributing all the presents under the tree once we were all settled in our premises. Each gift was named, and Santa Claus personally gave a gift to each of the adults, mysteriously calling them by name, like the magic of Christmas.

There was fun for all ages. While the children were ecstatic about Santa Claus who was there and giving them gifts, the adults were also entertained. They would scratch their heads trying to figure out what Santa was who knew them by name and had personal information about each of them. Moments of pleasure for all!

My family had all moved from a small village in a rural part of the state to the big city. I learned later when I was taller than my grandmother or one of my big uncles would go back to this village before Christmas to convince one of the adults who knew all the adults there are twenty or so years ago. 39 years before the entire clan moved to town. No family member had seen the person chosen since, prompting adults to guess.

I have wonderful memories of my childhood and adolescence. As I passed from a child to a young adult, family traditions became even more important to me. Growing up and participating in guessing the identity of our Santa Claus, I loved the anticipation that preceded Christmas Eve.

My family treated Santa very well. He would have a room in one of the elders of the family or would be staying in a nice hotel, even though he was in town a long time ago. Our family usually spares him the choice. And of course, the family paid for all their meals and transportation, as well as all other expenses.

On Christmas Day, he joined the family for Christmas dinner. He arrived with his usual outfit and finally the adults had their answer to the guessing game of the night before. The kids did not even realize that there was an extra guest, so Santa Claus was never put in danger with the kids.

To this day, Christmas is for me a very important period of the year. It's time for family and friends to celebrate and spend time together, and it's time for kids to believe in Santa Claus. It's the moment for everyone to enjoy the magic of Christmas. Merry Christmas to everyone!



Source by MD Stacener

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