Gramanita's Christmas Memories

One might wonder, "What is with this post???" Well, I received some wonderful Christmas memories from my Gramanita and I found them so lovely, I just had to share them. Please understand that this came through e-mail and might be sloppy. I'll try to clean it up for you though. Enjoy! (Even though I didn't write it.)


Anita's story from her childhood...(okay okay, one of them anyway)
In the 1940's when I was a child...there seems to be two things that I remember most..little and probably short..so I will save you for the moment for the long versions you know I can come up with! all of us have a story...a memory...and besides it would be good for us to write anyway...and remember...and send..

OKAY..the two things I remember..okay okay it will be a few more...My "Nanny" and "Nampy" used to come and visit sometimes at Christmas..and of course because I spent so much time with them, I was also the favourite...my sisters got great stuff from Santa...but my Mom and dad thought I was very bad all the time so..not much for the bad girl...however my Grama every year somehow got hold of my doll and Christmas morning there she would be once again...the best dressed doll in the neighbourhood...and her and I both had the most fantastic little capes...so fantastic that even GramaGail, who used to be a child once also...and had everything, was green with envy..and her mom tried real hard to make her a cape the same...but mine was the best cape and doll to match in the whole world! And today...Gail is the best seamstress in the whole little town she still lives in. The other thing I got from my grama was something I have only one left even today...then I was none too pleased with them...but when I look at the work today I am totally in awe...little hankies...all trimmed in the daintiest lace in the world...that she had made herself from something called tatting or some thing like that...then I was none tooo impressed...but they are quite incredible and colourfull also...one more thing..can you believe this...every year I used to really see Santa in the sky...I used to get up late at night..I would lay awake quietly waiting for the moment when all was quiet in the house..and that must have been very late as my parents where party folks...then I would get up...and look out the window and I would always see these incredible lights in the sky...moved right accross the sky...rudolf of course leading the sleigh...I could not make out Santa...but I just knew...once I could see this...I tippy toed back to my little bed...and slept soundly till morning...little did I know, not only did I live in direct line of the Buffalo airport...but I was looking over the field where at the time was a factory that built airplanes...oh well....so when I was 12 and Sandra Game told me there was no Santa...I beat her up!..and that really is the truth...ask GramaGail...

sorry...that was suppose to be short!

okay...YOUR TURNS

I love this...would make a wonderful little book for our kids and theirs and theirs...think about it and please write...Your...memories

I JUST LOVE THIS NEXT STORY....AND VERY WELL WRITTEN ALSO!


The worst Christmas ever.......by Lori Anne...

I must have been about 8 or 9 and was so excited about Santa Clause coming to visit that night. All of my clothes were stuffed tightly under my freshly made bed, just in case Santa looked into my bedroom. My blankets were tucked under the mattress so tight, I could hardly move underneath them; when I tried to jump out of bed Christmas morning, I bout killed myself. As quickly as I could get off the floor, I made a get away the living room, to discover, yes, even poor children get a visit from Santa Clause. I watched as my sisters proceeded to dump their stocking crammed with goodies on the floor. I was so excited for them, as they all oohed and awed over their treasures. I ran to my stocking, which was stuffed full. Like a trophy, I proudly carried my filled stocking in front of them, as if to show them, that my stuffed stocking represented what a good kid I was this year. I excitedly took that stocking and proceeded to dump it upside-down....nothing came out....I shook it, nothing still....whatever was in there, was firmly packed in there. I finally decided I would have to unstuff this stocking like my mother unstuffed a turkey. I stuck my hand in and started to pull out many colorful "things".....many things,....and many more. Where is the candy, I turned the stocking inside out, ....where are the toys........what, no potato either???? I felt cheated. I moped and sulked, as I watched my brother and sisters suck the stuck candy from the bottom of their stockings and made a big ta-doo over their treasures.....and all I got was stupid colorful.....WHAT....."What is this supposed to be, a joke?" I thought to myself. Kathy sat warmly in front of the furnace, gloating over all her stupid candy....I cried inside, you see, "I love candy" and I deserved it more then Kathy, she was in trouble all the time, surely Santa must know that. As I sat off to the side of the colorful Christmas tree, I sulked. I don't even remember what I had already unwrapped as I continued to feel jipped out of a decent stuffed stocking. "How could Santa not think I was good enough this year, to even get a potato?" My grades were OK, my bed was made, I was real good this year, and I even left out cookies for Santa, and a carrot for Rudolf too..... Well, we were toward the end of the unwrapping, just a few gifts left now. Each of us kids had one gift left to unwrap, mine was second to the last. Still sulking, I began to open up a stupid metal thing that poked me as I took the paper off. "Great, a continuation of the stocking....." I was now going from sulky to mad.....as I stated " What is this supposed to be?" Mom then showed me how to take the colorful loops of things from my stocking and create potholders of many different patterns and colors. I remember being in awe of all the potholders I could create with my loom. "My gosh, I had so many loops to use with my loom, it would keep me busy making potholders for the whole city", and I did, with pride and patience....gosh, I loved my loom. Now, and even then, I remember being ashamed of my own selfish behavior.....but how sweet my loom was, and how busy and wonderfully happy it made me.

I love you mom and all of the sweet memories you give me.




Anita's Memories... of her childrens christmases...(remember..I'm old...and a romantic... most of the time)

WE ALL REMEMBER THINGS DIFFERENTLY...IT WOULD BE INTERESTING TO HEAR IF ANY
OF YOU HAVE MEMORIES OF CHRISTMASES AS A CHILD...WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER???...about before and getting ready for Christmas??



This is my memory of some particular Christmases when we had very little money...each one of the 6 children got a couple dollars and off we went on a shopping spree...alot of it window and windup shopping...going to all the expensive toy displays...winding up or setting off all the toys..pressing stuffed toy hands to listening to the the message or song they played...watching toy trains wind their way around little toy villages, watching people is a wonderful thing, especially little children shopping with their parents and taking in the wonders of the season...their eyes big and glazed over...delighted at the various things to see...going to the pet shops...to see all the animals, kittens, puppies, fish etc...then stopping off last at the second hand store and each child getting the one gift for their sister or brother(picked names) and seeing how they could fix it up and make it a wonderful gift all wrapped up in the saturday newspapers funnies...topping the whole day off with a hot chocolate...and popcorn(some for stringing and some for eating) and watching as the Christmas Trees was trimmed and lit...turning off all the lights except for those on the tree and sitting in the warm delight of the season...I so love my children and the loving warmth they gave me in the short time I had them with me...thats what makes happy...knowing I was soooo fortunate to have had such wonderful healthy incredible children...I am truly blessed!!!!!!