Our Christmas is the color of bougainvillea

December 23, 2016

 

Working in the tourist industry usually means that you spend your Christmas -- with tourists  --  not your family.  Nineteen seventy-six was a first time of being away from the traditional family setting. And since that distant date, Christmas has meant work for me -- not fun and not family.  Since that date there has never been another 'family' Christmas.

 

The Chinese twinkle lights, the Ho Ho Ho, and the children's choirs were all banished.  But the Bach Christmas cantatas have always had their special place.  The esoteric Honnegger Christmas Noel invaded the house this afternoon, and the workers winced.  

 

Christmas here is like a connoisseur's wine tasting instead of a lot of fa la la la la.  And it is the color of bougainvillea instead of the red and white of Coca Cola ads.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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