Written for Daily Post
It will always be memorable 25-12-1991. My first Christmas, at least that is as far as I am concerned. The Christmas tree was a wash with all sorts of decoration. I do not have a memory of whether we went to church that morning or not, whether we had got new clothes or not.
All that mattered was that there was plenty to eat. Delicious food, chocolates (I was seeing them for the first time so I could not wait.) I ate to my fill, shared with neighbors, oh boy, it was a great day.
Years have passed, and there is no Christmas that surpasses that one.