We all have to recall a story this time of the year. You know, the crazy Christmas you had way, way back when? I have a short story I would love to share. If you have one that will make us laugh or cry, please take a chance and share part of your life with us.
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Once upon a time, in a land far away…ok, across the ocean…in Hawaii, my Dad and Mom would always go to a Military Christmas Ball on Christmas Eve. I was probably around seven years old and my brother was five. (Let me just put out there, first, that I was a bad little girl that year.) We had a sixteen year old babysitter come and watch us while our parents went out to enjoy the time with adults. Our tree was big and there was a zillion gifts under the tree that year. When it was around our bedtime, my brother and I yelled for the babysitter and sat down next to the tree and all the presents. We told her that our Mom and Dad doesn’t just let us open 1 present before bedtime on Christmas eve but all of them. She didn’t believe us at first but somehow I was able to convince her that it was true and they would be mad if they got home and it wasn’t just that way! I remember opening all those presents and my brother and I being so excited about what we got. I opened a my first jewelry box. I can still see it to this day. When I opened it, the ballerina would twirl to the music. We didn’t clean up before we went to bed but we did stay up awhile before sleep took over.
Now, imagine coming home after a wonderful night out with your spouse and finding wrapping paper all of the living room and toys scattered from being played with! Mom told me about that night not too long ago and how they yelled at the babysitter for allowing that to happen. (Babysitter, if you are reading this and you were at Scholfield Barracks in 1976-79, I am really sorry I talked you into doing that and getting you in trouble.)
What did my parents do?
It was early Christmas morning and I got my brother and we ran downstairs to play with our gifts and what to our wondering eyes appear…NOTHING! All the presents were gone! We had been ROBBED! We searched all over and couldn’t find them. We went to our parents bedroom to tell them but before we woke them, we looked under their bed and that is where ALL of our toys and gifts were. They both talked to us and told me, especially, that it was wrong what I did lying to the babysitter. I’m sure I had to apologize to her then but I don’t remember, so just in case, if you are out there, I am sorry.
That is one crazy Christmas recall I will never forget!
Do you have one…think back…something that makes you laugh or cry? Tell us your story by hitting – submit a story!
