Please, Christmas, don't be late....
Saturday, December 15, 2012
If you are as old as I am you might remember this Christmas song by The Chipmunks. I also have the words memorized from the flip side of the 45 RPM record I had in about 1960.
As I recall, it was one of our saddest Christmases. Our family car was repossessed, my step father went to a locked ward in a state hospital and my mom, half sister and I lived in the principal's (of my junior high) basement until he was able to find us a cheap apartment to live in (about 2-3 weeks). We became homeless as we had been living in one room at a motel and were evicted about December 1st.
The place we got had 1 bedroom and a shared bathroom (with a young married couple). We had no phone and at that time I tried finding pennies in order to buy a 5 cent packet of Kleenex so I wouldn't have to use toilet paper to blow my nose at school. I also made up a pseudo-phone number because I was so embarassd that we didn't have a phone.
Because there was only 1 double bed, my sister and mother slept in the bedroom and I slept on a rickety sofa in the living room until the legs broke off and then I slept on the floor until we were able to get a better place to live about a year later.
I was grateful we had a nice Christmas dinner at the principal's house and even got to open a couple of presents but it wasn't the same as when you have your own place.
At Christmastime (and the rest of year, too) I try to be a good girl and remember all the people who helped us when we needed it. Of course, there were some times when people mistreat those less fortunate but I try not to remember those times.
The main thing I do is pass on as much charity as I can afford to and am always careful to contribute to bonafide charities so the recipients are actually helped out in their time of need. One of the charities I gave to last year was a pharmacy fund at the hospital where I work that is for people who cannot afford necessary medications. The Red Cross and others are also worthy causes and as a teenager was a grateful recipient of those, too.
Merry Christmas to one and all!
Happy Holidays to everyone!