I used to really like Christmas, but the last Christmas I cared about was the last Christmas I was well, which was in 2015. Since then, I haven’t cared enough to do anything for Christmas, including putting up a tree, but I thought I’d rummage through some of the ornaments from my childhood that were passed on to me. I was actually a bit surprised that there were a lot fewer than I remembered, but I think I ended up giving them to my brother.
On the left is a plastic Santa with a fuzzy suit that’s getting rather worn. But he’s probably at least 40 years old, so maybe that’s not surprising.
One year my mom sewed some Christmas Ornaments. There were stars, balls, and doves, and this is a dove, although it doesn’t look particularly dove-like any more, and it’s missing a wing. My mom didn’t do a lot of sewing, but what she did, she did a good job of.
The little angel with a flute came from my grade 5 teacher, Mr. Demetrick. I remember there being a big fuss because Mr. Demetrick swatted one of the boys in the class on the arm once, although I don’t remember what came of it.
Every year at the local community centre there was a pre-Christmas craft fair. The pink heart, the read devil, and the red Christmas stocking all come from the craft fair. The devil was made of flexy plastic, and had a Hershey’s kiss inside. The devil was mine, and my brother had the same kind of thing but a green frog. A devil isn’t particularly Christmasy, but that didn’t detract from anything.
My mom used to curl when she was younger and more sociable, and she got this curling ornament thing at a bonspiel or something. Again, nothing Christmasy, but it was part of the usual suspects. Speaking of curling, I think there was one year I was involved in a dinky little Boxing Day family bonspiel. My uncle and grandpa were really into curling, which I guess is what people did (and perhaps still do?) in small town Canada in the winter.
This isn’t an old ornament, but it’s got an old photo. That’s me and my brother, and I’d guess that I’m 6 and he’s 3.
I’ve accumulated various newer Christmas tree ornaments over the years, but somehow, none of them have quite the same appeal as the original gangsta bunch.
Do you have any holiday ornaments from your childhood still kicking around?