Christmas Box review of christmas in my life

I have had so many Christmases that I care not remember how many.What I know for real is that I do not recall Christmas Before I turned 7.I can only deduce that the Christmas of when I was two was very sad for my family despite that that's the year my little sister was born .A few weeks before Christmas.That was the year when my father passed away most tragically.That was the year family started to mean what it now means to me.Anywhere lest I digress ,its Christmas I am on about.

I remember sitting just outside the house at Matihwa school.We were eating bread with sun jam and drinking tea.There had been meant to be a Christmas service that day but only vaMabhibho and a few women turned up and the service down graded to a prayer meeting.In no time at all they were gone.I am not sure what makes me remember such a dull day but probably it was just the first Christmas and it had to leave some impression.

As for gifts , Christmas gifts I only remember new clothes.there was a certain short trousers that stuck to my memory.It was beautiful,a still remember it was brown.That trousers must have been the same Christmas with some blue cardigan that mum got from Gweru.It was the cardigan tha had to be my first charity lesson when 6 months later I was ordered to give it to a stranger,a boy we played football with but all the same a stranger.Six months later in means i got a cardigan in summer which come winter I had to give it away.Who can forget that?

Christmas I have spent many a Christmas on my own.I have spent one on the side of the road.I just decided I wanted to go kwaMatihwa for Christmas.Shelly had promised to visit from Harare and she had not by Christmas eve.I told my flatmate I was not going to wait.Better kundochema nhamo dzangu dzerudo ndinamai vangu,I resolved.I got into Mnene bus bound for Chiredzi.No I had no car then .I was just a second year student.Just by the flyover at Oreti near Zvishavane,the bus broke down.Christmas was then spent there.

The many other Christmases that followed my working life were spent on Railway service.I have spent close to a full 24 hours at work on a Christmas day in my life.I suppose I must thank my Lord for I have not spent Christmas in hospital.I have not spent Christmas at a funeral parlour.I have not spent Christmas in a cell jail.Thank God for my Christmas without any memories.Thank God if your Christmases have been any better.Christmas is a day of joy but not everyone has had it that way.

I spent Christmas in Cresta Jameson Hotel,only to later phone my cousin and hear he was at a funeral of one of his relatives.Let us not take for granted the joy that Christmas brings.Let us be thankful.On a lighter note I want to challenge any one to produce a chicken curry recipe that would beat my maiguru's .If she cooked chicken it would always be the best,especially at Christmas.MERRY CHRISTMAS VEDUWE ZVANGU HAMUNGAZVIPEDZI.LIBE LEKEFU LEKISIMUSI ELIHLABUSAYO