Another eventful year comes to an end with the last of its holidays going on. Every year Christmas reminds me of my Christian Missionary school days. Mary Immaculate Girls' High School celebrated the festival loaded with activities. It was fun to watch some bright students enacting Mother Mary and looking innocently at the baby Jesus (it was a doll, except for one year when a real baby was used). Of course, girls who got the role were teacher's favourite and star students of the school. They were remembered for the rest of the year as 'oh-the-girl-who-got-the-lead-role.' But I remember my role as a shepherd or a king. I used to be so happy to be a part of the drama (I wonder why as these roles never had any dialogues or even movements on stage. We just had to stand in one place and smile at the baby doll).
Another thing I remember is the yummy strawberry ice cream. It wasn't exactly yummy but it was provided by the school and holidays were due next day made it taste good. I don't remember but I think we had some take-home gifts as well. Like a pencil, scale and eraser set. And of course the lovely Santa who threw toffees at kids engrossed in the play.
These things were not exotic or fun in today's grown-up sense but somehow completed my picture of a complete happy christmas. They are a part of my good-old-days-memory now. Merry Christmas and a very happy new year. :)
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