Remember Christmas {Chapter 8}

 

Christmas also means giving of oneself.  One Christmas my mother was working very hard on a Nativity play for our local church.  She had offered me a part in her play.  I refused the part.  Why? I had no idea I had become a stubborn and rebellious teenager. In retrospect, I had no good reason to turn down the part.  Two days before the opening, her leading actor pulled out of the play. I believe he got cold feet.  I was her only recourse and she came to me one more time.  I accepted. What is my reward? A kiss from an old lady in the audience.  How did my mother feel? Proud.  Me? I love Christmas it brings out the best in people.  It makes our goodness shine. What gift Christmas is but for us to accept. 

I remember Christmas. 

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Remember Christmas {Chapter7}

 

The school term is not yet over my part is still available.  One week before Christmas, I rehearsed my part.  The play opens on Christmas Eve.  There was a standing ovation for me before and after the play.  By then Deanna wanted to act with me she was in love with me all along and I did not know.  Oh! Boy! How I love this Christmas time of the Year. 

I remember Christmas. 

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Remember Vhristmas {chapter 6}

 I had a part in a Nativity play I was Joseph, the leading actor. Every boy in the school wanted to be near the girl that played the lead female part. Deanna. Deanna was Mary. I had long since been in love with her, so of course I was devastated when I got ill and had to be hospitalized. No end seemed in sight. The doctors could not find out what ailed me. I went through a battery of test and still no results and not feeling any better. The Christmas season was fast approaching and I was feeling depressed. Sick and in hospital how miserable can that be? Then I got a gift a pair of Cowboy toy guns and holster. My spirits perked up. Still sick but in a much better mood. Then one evening a gentleman came visiting whom I had never known before, and he took a picture of me, standing on my bed with my toy guns drawn. He promised to return  later with a copy of the photograph. My mood changed miraculously and I began to feel better. The spirit of Christmas was in the air again. Oh! How I love this festive season of the year. Soon come the day that I was to be discharged the gentleman had not returned with the picture of me. I was packed and ready and waiting for my parents to pick me up. I sat on my bed feeling very sad and pensive. May be I would never see the gentleman who took the picture of me again. Then I would never see how I looked? However, remember this is Christmas just as I remove my hands from my eyes the gentleman came rushing in, waving my picture over his head. I love it! I look great! I was overjoyed. 

I remember Christmas

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