15 December 2008

Missing Pear-shaped Ham

It's 15th of December, a few more days till Christmas. I should be jumping for joy a-ny-time soon... *tapping my fingers* ...
Nothing.
I guess this is what I get for moving to Australia where Christmas is not as big a deal as it was back in the Philippines. I grew up waiting for Christmas all-year long. The kind of celebration where shops start playing Christmas songs in October and where trees and decor are all abound around the same time. The kind of Christmas where my parents bought at least 20 pieces of Sunpride pear-shaped ham, with yummy pineapple sauce to give away as presents. Fruitcake trickle to the table by the dozens each month, and it was just as much as a tradition to pass around these cakes as recycled gift.
Soon I start feeling giddy and guilty as charged - change my ring tone to a Christmas song. The sound of carolers become oh-so familiar. Groups of kids and even adults stop by the house to sing and of course ask for money. To be honest, this practice got on my nerves back then but now I find myself missing the familiar chorus. On 1st of December, I find my calendar slowly filling up from all the parties I have to attend. The smell of hamonda and Coke fill the air. All the houses are lit and lanterns are present in every house's facade. The shopping centres are full of cheer. People do away with the usual Hi's and Hello's and instead greet you with a "Merry Christmas" along with a cheery smile.
The Christmas Tree at home fill up so quickly too! None of the too expensive presents though, but full of sweet little nothings. Calls from friends and family around the world are expected. Christmas cards in the mail almost everyday. Around this day, everyone start making plans of going to Simbang Gabi - 9 days of Morning Masses leading to Christmas Day itself. Friends meet up at church and enjoy a quick mini-meal at the end of the mass.
All these things seemed so trivial back then. Who would've thought I'd miss it all - the carolers, waking up early for Simbang Gabi and of course, the pear-shaped ham.

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