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As someone who usually doesn’t get gifts and has aI Loved You Your Whole Life I’ll Miss You For The Rest Of Mine Custom Circle Mica Ornament getting and receiving them and finding what I want, it helps when there’s is secret santa stuff. So I helped out by participating and got picked to give a gift to this nice girl I knew. On the day of gift giving, as it was a surprise, I tapped her on the shoulder as she turned around, putting the gift in her hand in a smooth motion. It was one of the things on her wish list. Stunned in a good way, she said “thank you!” After saying my name. A minute later, a person I didn’t know as well, gave me a gift. I’ve never really celebrated it outside my family, and didn’t think I would get one. It was neat, and a very nice surprise, as we didn’t associate much with each other. I thanked her, and then again more than twenty minutes later as class ended. But the kicker: it was lunch time, and I was going to the bathroom, as per usual. Then this other person I know, a lot better, and am better pals with but don’t always get to hang out, but find much in common, called me over. I waited patiently to see what it was all about. We never really hung out at lunch, and last time she had asked me a question, so I had answered her. Our relationship wasn’t bad. She then scrambled through her bag, saying she was searching for “Casey”. I commented on it, what? There is a Casey in the bag??? Lol

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Boxing Day. This was traditionally the day when domestic servants and employees went round with boxes collecting tips in money orI Loved You Your Whole Life I’ll Miss You For The Rest Of Mine Custom Circle Mica Ornament in kind. And a few drinks went down a treat too. There are traditonal drunken songs referring Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat/Please put a penny in the old man’s hat./ If you haven’t got a penny, a ha’penny will do/ if you haven’t got a ha’penny, then ——God Bless You Here we come a-wassailing/among the leaves so green./here we come a wassailing so fair to be seen Love and joy come to you and to you your wassail to, and god bless you and wish you a happy new year, We have got a little purse, of stretching leather skin, we want a little of your money to line it well within, Bring us out a table, and spread it with a cloth, bring us out a mouldy cheese and some of your Christmas loaf We are not strurdy beggars that beg from door to door, but we are all your neighbopurs, that you have seen before Good master and good mistress as you’re sitting by the fire/ Think of us poor children who are trudgiing through the mire Love and joy come to you etc Locally, we had a clergyman who pleased the poor people and upset his richer folk by handing out port wine and cake, even to those who did’nt attend church. (Mind you, he was defrocked when he was caught for the fourth time doing a pub crawl accompanied by various ‘ladies of the town’ in a state of undress.

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Although I lived in theI Loved You Your Whole Life I’ll Miss You For The Rest Of Mine Custom Circle Mica Ornament of Canada (Vancouver Island) we sometimes did have snow around Christmas time. One year in the late 60’s we had several feet of it. In those days the Salvation Army used to walk around the streets, playing Christmas songs on instruments. They usually arrived in the late afternoon, and you would hear their horns blaring in the dark. I remember staring out the window and seeing them at the streetlight on the corner, wrapped in a golden glow, as blizzard-like snow blew in a white cloud around them…Then they would come to the door and my dad would give them a donation. For many years, I also used to go to a Christmas Party held for the children of war vets. The kids would all dress in our best party gears-silky colourful clothes, bows, ribbons, and go down to an old rather musty hall in the centre of Victoria, not far from the Memorial Arena (now both gone). Inside was a stage and seating. We would be treated to various Christmas entertainments, bands, singers, skits, and at the end each one of us would be called up to the stage individually to receive a present from Santa and his helpers.