Christmas Day


| 12/27/2013 10:56:00 AM


Tags: Christmas day, Christmas toys, celebration, winter festivals, dolls, Christmas firecrackers,

Christmas day! We played with our toys all day. I really liked the way new dolls smelled, almost like real babies. They were so warm, cuddly and refreshing. I especially liked the dolls that wet on themselves. After they drank enough water, they'd wet their diaper and us little mamas had to change them.

For some strange reason, I don't like a bright, sunny Christmas. I like a dull, overcast day. Perhaps it makes it seem more like the first Christmas in the little town of Bethlehem. I'm not sure why I feel this way, so if no one else shares my sentiments about this holiday, then I'm the odd ball.

Anyway, Christmas was a day when we got fireworks. The kind that are now banned by certain cities. I'm glad they weren't a problem for us. Come to think of it, I don't think the ban would have extended out as far as we lived, but in the little town of Hope, anyone could buy firecrackers. I think this little piece of ammunition was meant for boys, but I shot off Christmas firecrackers with them until they were all gone. I loved to light them, toss them as far as I could and clasp my hands over my ears before they popped themselves to pieces, exploding into smithereens. Everybody, including my Dad, seemed to like lighting those little dynamite sticks. I guess all adults become children at Christmastime.

Then we had these things called "Sparkles." I haven't seen any since I've grown up, but they were plentiful during the 50s. We didn't light them until night when (with the lights off) they gave off a bright, star-like glow. Our eyes were transfixed on that little glowing stick until the last sparkle died. It was magical, and I couldn’t help but wonder how it was made, but it put a little sparkle in our dull, drab day.

There was this thing that we called a "curly snake." That's probably not the proper name, but it went like this: There was this little circular device that was put on the floor. One end was lit, and as it burned, it curled up and up until it looked like a snake that was burned out of its skin. I also wondered how that one was made too. Contraptions like that fascinated me, because I always liked to know every detail of how something works and why, but the mechanical side of those devices, I never figured out. I did enjoy each of them, though.

I almost forgot about the torpedoes. I called this small device a mini hand grenade. It was a small, round, marble-like thing that had to be thrown against a hard surface before it would "explode" with a loud, sharp cracking sound.




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