Christmas Traditions
Each family probably has their own traditions. My Morgan family are Welsh and I married in to the Reece family which is also Welsh. I tell my kids they are stubborn because they are double Welsh.
My great grandparents migrated to England and I think some of our traditions stem from that. We open our gifts on Christmas Eve. Another tradition that we have been doing for ages: All day on Chrismas Eve we say,”Christmas Eve Gift” to any family member. It we say it first they must give us an extra gift. I answer the phone all day with that remark and I get some funny responses. One person said,” I think I have the wrong number.” Another person said,”Say what?”
Another tradition started back in the 1930’s when a man my Daddy hired man to help him with the farm work(4 girls weren’t much help) said he needed a good alarm clock for Christmas. Daddy found a rusty old alarm clock someone had thrown away and he wrapped it nicely and put it under the tree. On Christmas eve we all had a good laugh and Daddy then presented him with a new clock.
We have given “fool presents” ever since, ranging from crocheted hats to pearl ties and an ugly ceramic monkey. Some of these having been going around for over 40 years.
Another tradition: We always pray before we open our gifts and thank God for another year. The family has grown so much we don’t all get together as we used to but we still celebrate Christmas in our own way.
We used to beg my mother to sing this little song that I am sure came from England. It went like this:
There was a little woman
in London she did dwell.
She loved her husband dearly
But another man twice as well.
She went unto the doctor
to see if she could find
somthing to make her old man go blind.
He said go buy 3 marbles
and make him eat them all
And he will go so very blind
He can’t see you at all.
She went and bought 3 marbles
and made him eat them all and
He became so very blind
He couldn’t see her at all.
He said,”I’d go and drown myself
If I could find the way
She said,”I’ll go with you,
for fear you’ll go astray.
They walked along the riverbank
The walked along the shore
He said,”My kind and loving wife,
you’ll have to push me o’er.”
She stepped back a step or two
to run and push him in.
He stepped to the other side and
let her tumble in.
She began to scream and she
began to sqwall
He said,My kind and loving wife,
I can’t see you at all.”
Now he being kindhearted,
For fear that she might swim
Went and got a great long pole
And pushed her further in.
If any of you have ever heard that—let me know.
Start your onw tradition and see how much fun it is.
