Monthly Archives December 2020

Christmas in Hungary

Christmas in Hungary   I was four that year. Mikulás had already come on December 6th, filling my little shoe on the window sill with chocolates and cookies. Now it was Christmas Eve and time for the most special celebration of all. For weeks everyone had been cleaning, cooking and baking. Glorious aromas hung in the air like decorations. Auntie Marika, about thirteen years of age, led me into the musty, dark wardrobe to hide and await the coming events. We both chattered and giggled in nervous anticipation. Then we heard voices outside, singing. “They’re angels!”  She whispered to me.
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