Wednesday, March 11, 2009

#22 What About Bob (Ethiopian Christmas)

Seven thirty came too fast but Derartu and Eyob were awake and making a lot of noise. We tried to dress everyone nicely but Israel had a hard time finding close that he actually wanted to wear. After everyone (kids and adults) had breakfast they were allowed to open up their stockings. We went youngest to oldest and made them come up to the front of the living room for pictures. One at a time took a while but I think they enjoyed it. As each person came up front everyone else was clapping and cheering their name. Some of the kids didn’t know what to do and looked scared and lost but then some of them loved the attention and getting the little trinkets. Kanesa was the most terrified out of all of them. He wouldn’t put his hand inside the stocking to get any of this toys or candy out. Temeskgen loved the attention as well as Tamirat. Philipa and her husband and two sons came soon after and they brought balloons and sticks to put them on. After about 10 minutes of all the kids hitting each other with them we wanted to pop the balloons…instead we sent them outside (they had a greater chance of popping outside than inside). Philipa made a rule that if they hit someone with the stick part of the balloon the stick is taken away – Dinkinesh and Israel were the first to have their sticks taken away.
Lunch was soon after that and we were all pleased and thankful that Philipa brought sodas for everyone. After the kids ate they went down to take a nap while the older kids watched a movie (typical routine) and we had our lunch. I actually tried it but I couldn’t eat much of it. It tasted good but I just couldn’t do it knowing what it had been the day before. Meseret understood. After lunch while we were waiting for coffee the babies opened up their Christmas stockings. After coffee Philipa left and so did Tesfanesh and Eyob. Tesfanesh’s brother is getting married to Hiwot’s cousin and she decided to take Eyob with her. She will be gone for a week. I think we will be able to cope…at least I hope so.

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