MEGAN BASHAM, HOST: Today is Christmas Day, Wednesday, December 25th. We’re so glad you’re listening to WORLD Radio. Good morning. I’m Megan Basham.
MYRNA BROWN, HOST: And I’m Myrna Brown. During this week of special programs of The World and Everything in It, we’ve featured your memories of Christmas. Some are funny, others are more serious, but each has been heartwarming.
BASHAM: They have been heartwarming! Let’s hear another one. Today’s memory comes from listener Camilla Brewer.
BREWER: Every Christmas as far back as I can remember, my family and I would load up the car and head to the home of my maternal grandparents in eastern Oregon. My granddad was a pastor, and we celebrated Christmas as the birth of Christ. Since we had no Santa tradition, my grandma was the keeper of the Christmas stockings and filled one for each of the seven cousins with small toys and trinkets, plus one orange for every child. We didn’t care about the orange. We put it aside and played with the toys and other items that were of much more interest. But every year there was another orange in the stocking.
As the years passed and we cousins grew our own families, our Christmas gatherings became filled with the traditions that we started with our own children. Now, I am the grandmother. And for the first time ever, our children will all be gathered at our home for Christmas. I’m in charge of the stockings. And I bet you know of at least one item our grandchildren will receive. That’s keeping my grandmother’s traditions alive.
God bless you, and Merry Christmas!