No special feeling is my feeling on these days. Like a piece of cheese cake, Xmas sometimes melts every piece of me like what an ice-cream does to a kid and some other times pushes me away due to its overtasteful flavour of too much cheese, sugar, and fat. I choose to surround me everyday in this tranquille room with books and the computer and no humans and to step out of the crowd and gorgeousness of Xmas getting fuller and fuller every corner of the downtown. Stepping out and diving in is offset and thus brings me peace and balance. This style grows well in me.
Christmas is the time to be surrounded with joy, family and friends. I can hold this fact true for me when I want. On the one hand, Christmas is originally Christian. We are to a great extent not used to things like church practice, carols, turkey, pavlova, Xmas tree decoration, holly, Santa Claus and other religious things. As a matter of fact, we seem to be ignorant of those things. To us, Christmas does not ever mean those things. On the other hand, the spirit of Christmas giving speaks more. I have learned through Christmas the lesson of giving and more importantly the power of belief in Santa Claus children possess. I prefer having Christmas this way.
(The following paragraph is written after Christmas.)
Our first Christmas in this country is not very overwhelming both materially and spiritually. We have had a peaceful time with family and a few friends. Kiwi people around us are not so noisy the way it is often seen at parties. They are interestingly very home-oriented. That is what we love from a kiwi Christmas.
