The rules are to write about a holiday memory. It can be fiction or non-fiction, and the choice of holiday is yours (fictional holidays are okay too). Perhaps you can invent an annoying relative. Maybe you knew someone who actually got a lump of coal in their stocking. Or there's always the tale of Nilatir, Sword-Hero Evinrude, and the feast of Sam'X.
Each post should be less than 1000 words if possible.
Here are the participants for this month. Please be sure to check out their Holiday Memories as well.
Alynza - you are here :)
Memories of Christmas
Christmas is my favorite holiday and not just because of the presents. It's the time of the year to celebrate the birth of Jesus with family and friends.
What I remember most is putting our tree up together as a family. I always picked out our Snow White ornament to put on the tree. Somehow, I had proclaimed it was mine along with a few other oddball ornaments. Both of my older sisters and I would carefully place the glass balls on the limbs and throw silvery shreds of that hanging “icicle” stuff while the usual Christmas music played in the background. After the tree was up with all four strands of lights and decorations, my dad would lift up one of us girls to put the star on top. It was a big job back then and all three of us would fight over whose turn it was.
After it was all said and done, my favorite spot was beneath the tree. There wasn’t much room, but as a kid, I could squeeze all the way under there and look up through the fake branches. I always thought it was one of the most beautiful things I would ever see. It was somehow soothing and I took plenty of naps under the Christmas tree through the years. To this day, I still get the urge to crawl under the tree and look up to watch the lights twinkle across the ornaments.
And who could forget the smells of Christmas! The smell of snow that’s on the verge of falling, or the pine needles outside bristling with the wind. On Christmas morning there were plenty of smells of honey ham baking in the oven, pancakes and bacon on the stove, strong coffee brewing, and the delicious pies. My mom usually went overboard with the pies! We would have chocolate silk, vanilla custard, cookies & cream, apple crisp, strawberry cream cheese and apricot cream cheese pies. Oh and I can’t forget my dad’s famous homemade fudge, buckeyes and hard tack candy! We all helped bake cookies and then swapped cookies, candy and pies with relatives.
Did I mention I love Christmas? (and pie) :)
©Alynza Smith 2011