For
these traditions I am sticking with Christmas. Apart from Easter there aren’t really
other specific holidays that we celebrated growing up in New Zealand, unlike Thanksgiving
or Independence Day in the States.
Making
a fruit cake seems to have been something which has happened every year.
Standing on a chair, stirring (with a bit of help sometimes), making a wish. I remember
helping Nana and Mum, and then I remember Lauren helping them both – and me, in
later years.
Where
did that start ? Did Granny Fuller make them as well, and so my Nana continued
that tradition and passed it on to some of us ?
We
used to get an orange or another piece of fruit in our stockings from Nana and
Granddad – never coal though, so that was good.
The
postie used to deliver masses of Christmas cards from friends and family all
over the country and some even in other parts of the world. Some of these came
with notes about what had happened during the year on the inside, others came
with handwritten letters.
Thank you boxes of chocolate or similar were left in the letterbox for the milkman - and maybe for the postie too ?
Thank you boxes of chocolate or similar were left in the letterbox for the milkman - and maybe for the postie too ?
Making
crepe paper streamers and paper chains to decorate our bedrooms or the tree.
Decorating
the tree – I remember some years having a biggish tree inside propped up in a
bucket. We would go with a trailer to collect it from somewhere – a forest? someone’s
farm? At some point though a small tree was bought and grown in a pot to come
inside each year…then came the artificial ones; and no more hayfever from the
pine smell.
We
would leave a pillowcase on our beds on Christmas Eve and when we woke up – voila
! No idea how Santa got inside filled up the "sack" and back out so quietly.
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