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My Christmas by Natasha aged 4 1/2
By jean.day
30 December 2007
This is for the U3A January writing assignment - New Year's resolutions. It takes awhile to make the point.


My teacher, Mrs. Benson, said when we go back to school after the Christmas holidays we should tell everybody what we did for Christmas. I can’t write very well yet. I can read and write my name, and ‘love,’ and ‘the,’ and ‘to,’ and ‘and’. So Grandma said she would write down what I want to say. But I told her, I said, “Grandma, you must write what I tell you to write, Okay?”

And she said “Okay.”

My mummy is having a baby and she is sick all the time. So she couldn’t go to church with us because she might have been sick all over the church, and that wouldn’t have been very nice. So Daddy and Grandma and I went to church first to save places, and then the others came and sat in our row.

Daddy said it was my fault that mummy is sick all the time because I kept saying how much I wanted a little sister, but I don’t care. I do want a little sister.

My cousin Susannah came with her mummy and daddy and her grandad, who is called Alan. He can hardly walk and he sat in a chair sort of like a pushchair to go to church. Grampa came too, but he came late because he was cooking the turkey and potatoes.

I was the Star that led the Wisemen up to the crib, and I had to carry a big star - and wear a stripey shiney cloak, and I didn’t really want to do that very much. The stupid Wisemen kept fighting before we went up the aisle - and one of them kept hitting the others with the belt on his costume that wasn’t tied up properly. Grandma said I was very good, but I didn’t like doing it. I don’t want to be in the nativity play next Christmas.

Father Christmas came in the night to give me some presents - it’s only for children. Grandma helped me sprinkle some special oats for the reindeer out by the front step, and we put a mince pie and some port for him to eat and a carrot for Rudolph. And I put a picture I made for him under the tree, but he didn’t take it. I asked mummy why he didn’t and she said maybe he thought it was only to look at and next year I will have to write on it that it is for him to take away.

Father Christmas gave me some new tights and a shirt which matched which matched. I put them on right away. Mummy made me wear a skirt too. And some chocolates. But the best thing was what I had asked him for - a snow globe. It was smaller than I had wanted, but it does snow - and it has Red Riding Hood and the Wolf inside while it is snowing. 

Mummy and Daddy said I couldn’t open any other packages until after church and when the others were all there in the house together. I really, really wanted to open one before that, but they said I couldn’t. But I was a good girl, and I didn’t cry.

There were lots of presents but most of them were for me and Susannah. Daddy and I bought lots of presents for Mummy but she didn’t buy anything much because she has been too sick to go shopping. I got lots of books, and Grandma gave me a CD with lots of songs which all say my name, Natasha, in them.

Susannah calls me Tasha. She can’t say my name properly yet. She calls herself Sannah. I wish she could talk properly. I can understand her a bit better now that she can talk more but I wish she could say my whole name Natasha.

We had a big lunch that Grampa cooked, and it was good but I didn’t want the Christmas pudding, and I didn’t like the sprouts. I had some roast carrots which is what Grampa does best.

Susannah’s grandad wet his pants and made the floor wet in the downstairs toilet, so I had to go upstairs when I wanted to go to the toilet. He had to sit on a towel after that. Susannah still wears nappies and has a bottle. She is still a baby.

Grandma read all of my Dora books to me and Susannah. And then we drew pictures of snowmen. And Grandma said, “Put a circle for the head.”

Susannah said, “Circle for the head.”

“And put a bigger circle for the middle.”

“Bigger circle for the middle.”

“And a great big circle for the tummy.”

“Big circle like Grandma’s tummy.”

Grandma didn’t like Susannah saying that. But I said I thought that Grandma was going to have a baby too, her tummy is bigger than mummy’s. But she said that Mummy and Aunty Stephanie  and Uncle Jonathan were her babies and she wasn’t going to have any more.

So Grandma said that maybe she would try to get rid of her tummy while Mummy is making the  baby. So when Mummy gets fatter, she will get smaller. She says that was her New Year’s resolution.

She asked me if I was going to make one of those too. I said that I was going to take care of my new baby sister (mummy said it might be a brother, and I suppose that would be fairer for daddy as then there would be two boys and two girls, but I really want a baby sister) and I would change her nappy and rock her when she cries.

That is all I can think of to say about Christmas.

Reviews

Written by Phil (6951 comments posted) 30th December 2007
You've captured the 'voice' of a child really well here, Jean. They can be remarkably cruel in their honesty, can't they? 
 
I don't really do resolutions, but I'm trying to lose a bit of weight too. When my twelve year old sits next to me on the sofa he invariably pats me on the paunch and says, 'Alright, big boy?' 
 
Phil

Written by Phil (6951 comments posted) 30th December 2007
Sorry, forgot to say, enjoyed the read. 
 
Phil.

Written by Lizzy (827 comments posted) 30th December 2007
Enjoyed this too Jean. 
I like the way Natasha jumps from one thing to another, just as children do. They do say things as they see them don't they? 
Nice one 
Lizzy

Written by Fledermaus (3470 comments posted) 30th December 2007
"I thought that Grandma was going to have a baby too, her tummy is bigger than mummy’s." 
:grin  
 
Very nice read indeed. Funny and cute. Sounds like a great Christmas.  
Saint Nicholas always took our pictures and replaced them with a letter saying how happy he was with them. Didn't know you give him carrots too: We always put one very big carrot in our shoes for Saint Nicholas' horse. I thought they were especially grown for that purpose.
My Christmas by Natasha aged 4 1/2
Written by AnneStuart (11 comments posted) 30th December 2007
Childlike, believable, scarily honest and funny. You have captured it. Not sure if we needed Granny to write it down.
Thanks Phil, Lizzy, Fledermaus and Anne
Written by jean.day (2361 comments posted) 30th December 2007
Natasha is fun to write about - pretending to be her. She has very decided opinions on everything and is not bashful about expressing them. 
 
I must say I was very taken aback by being compared to a snowman or a pregnant woman. I am overweight - and can certainly stand to lose a stone or two - but seeing myself from my grandchildren's point of view was enough to motivate me to try to lose weight.
what a hoot
Written by fellpony (1700 comments posted) 31st December 2007
This rang very true ... my granddaughter (2 and a half) doesn't like sprouts either. And when I got out the guitar so we could sing nursery rhymes, she hid behind the chair and every time I stopped playing a little voice would say, "Put it away now!"  
 
It was poignant to put Grandad's accident and Susannah wearing nappies in the same paragraph. Just the kind of link that kids do make - and you resisted the temptation to make an overt connection. A good read.

Written by hutmaster (134 comments posted) 31st December 2007
Enchanting read, Jean, and as tense as a thriller, what with wondering where Tasha will go with her next idea. She sounds sensible, forthright and talkative - not always an ideal combination in reality but highly entertaining on the page. 
 
hm
Thanks Sue and Hutmaster
Written by jean.day (2361 comments posted) 31st December 2007
Natasha's parents are both University lecturers. I think she has embarrassed her parents on the odd occasion by speaking the obvious that wasn't perhaps politically correct.  
 
My 2 1/2 year old granddaughter, Susannah, hasn't had to contend with a guitar, but she loves our out-of-tune piano and we have a long session of "There were 8 in the Bed" each day. They are staying with us for a few more weeks.

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