For me goodbyes are sad. My grandfather had a saying, Christmas is gone he would say, the next one is closer, even though it was 12 months away. I love Christmas and all the memories it brings. We didn’t have any Christmas lights because we didn’t have electricity in our house. My grandmother would put up pretty tinsel and soft paper decoration. We always visited my grandmother’s sister Sarah Yon, her small cottage would be decorated from floor to ceiling in the most amazing decorations and woe betide anyone who touched them. Most families couldn’t afford to buy presents we just enjoyed the joy of xmas it was all that mattered at the time. As a small child, I’d be waiting excitedly at the post office for the post lady to call my name it would be a letter and a brown paper parcel from my mother. I didn’t know my mum so having her post me a gift was indeed magical and wonderful. She had the most beautiful handwriting and I couldn’t wait until I got back to our dismal, dysfunctional house to open my present. I would rip the parcel open and admire the contents. It would always be a pretty lacey dress that I would wear to the Salvation Army Sunday school Christmas party. I got a Tom and Jerry book from her also, I read it over and over, I thought that it was amazing. My grandmother grew special blue and white lilies, she would sell at xmas. we ate fish throughout the year but during the festive season as we had an abundance of meat from local pig keepers. Roast potatoes would be replaced by rice, my grandfather loved his rice cooked the same consistency as his porridge while my grandmother and I liked our rice grainy. We celebrated Christmas by gathering in James Town the capital of St Helena. Most of the islanders would meet up for a very special occasion in St Helena culture. Christmas was never the same after my grandmother died, my mother stopped sending gifts and life went from one bad foster to another. I keep those special Christmas memories deep in my mind. I pay a special tribute to my lovely, wonderful grandmother and all those lovely Christmases we spent together. I am a grandmother myself now and just like her, I love my grandchildren too.
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