Christmas in Kenya is a hot one, so we Americans made an
adult sized slip ‘n slide. Our British ex-pat friends provided a proper figgy
pudding. My Kenyans celebrate with chicken and chips(fries). The Southern
American teachers all cooked egg
casseroles. However, it seemed everyone gathered to celebrate The Season with
candle light and carols.
Making new traditions, ice hockey practice on Kenya’s only
rink, and keeping old ones alive, baking traditional cookies, infused this
Christmas with new reflections, new meaning, new intention. In fact, I had to
actively seek the Christmas Spirit since the weather promoted barbecues and
fireworks.
…A special thing to rediscover something so familiar. My
Christmas began and ended as a Mystery, a hunt. Maybe that’s how it should be.
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