Unusual Christmas.

  • Unusual Christmas.
  • The time seemed to drag, just as it did when I was a small child. Nothing came quickly whether it was the school holidays or my birthday; even Christmas never came, as I would have liked it to come. All went remarkably slow in those far off days. I remember well the waiting and then sometimes the disappointment when all was over so quickly. It was like this last year, The Fairies had gone to the caves under the Himalayan Mountains to escape the cold and wet of wintertime.
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  • Even the trees carried no leaves that is apart from the Holly Tree and one or two evergreens. Mistletoe was hanging for sale on the stalls. In the town the shops were full of coloured decorations. The fruit shops were selling all kinds of nuts ready for the Christmas season. Christmas cakes were on show, some most beautifully decorated with coloured icing sugar. All reminded me that Christmas was coming and that two whole months to go before Christmas. I am I suppose in a waiting mood just as a boy there is a great promise in the air but one had to wait. I learned to wait at an early age.
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  • The days slowly passed by and I crossed another day off from my calendar that hangs on the wall. Slowly ever so slowly one day went after the other, then the great day arrived the twenty-fifth of December. Getting out of my bed and putting a dressing gown over my shoulders I went down and banked up the fire. I still use wood that I get from the forest. Then I went back upstairs washed and dressed and had my morning shave. This part is my daily routine, and then I went down to make breakfast.
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  • I slowly ate my breakfast and sat in front of my fire that was now giving off a good heat. Pictures flooded through my mind of other Christmas’s, Christmases long gone, by the odd toy that had impressed an image on my mind. A jigsaw puzzle, other pictures came into my memory and I felt a longing for long lost days. I was in this mood when all of a sudden I felt the strange pull of flying and not flying. I was being transported by magic. It could only be Her Majesty Queen Feeana.
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  • I arrived at the caves under the Himalayan Mountains in time to see a most wonderful spectacle. A large green Dragon was slowly flying through the air with a dozen Fairies on its broad back. The Fairies were having a wonderful time. A hand gently touched my shoulder. “ You are here,” said a well-known voice. It was Her Majesty. “I could not help but pick up your thoughts this last couple of months and I did not want you to be all on your own.” I thanked Her Majesty for her kindness and soon we were joined by dozens of fairies all wanting me to take part in one game or another.
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  • The time passed all too quickly, again a voice in my ear, “Now for your Christmas Present.” Then I was back to my time as a child. All were there Mum and Dad my sisters and my brothers, We were sitting in front of a large Christmas Tree, under the tree were presents all differently coloured. On the mantelpiece were hung stockings full of sweets and nuts, small toys and many other coloured things. Each child was given a stocking and we spent a happy couple of hours playing with the small toys and we ate a few sweets and nuts then it was time for Christmas Dinner.
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  • Dad carved the chicken and Mum put the vegetables and gravy on the plates. We said grace and the meal was eaten. A Large Christmas Pudding appeared on the table and Mum warned us about the small three-penny silver coins that were in the pudding. I found two such coins and we all had one as far as I can remember. Then it was time for the Christmas tree. We all were told by Mum what colour was ours, each child went to the tree and took his or her coloured parcels or toys. In my Parcels were a racing car that worked on a battery and a pullover and socks a shirt and a new pair of shoes. After all this we were told to go upstairs and have a lay down, as the evening would be long. I remember lying down and I woke with a start in the caves.
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  • Her Majesty wished me a very happy Christmas and I was at home in my kitchen. The fire was nearly burned out and I quickly placed more wood in the range and got it going again. On the table was my old toy car from so long ago. I had, had a wonderful day and remember every detail of that far off Christmas day as if it were only yesterday.

 

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