This is that time of the year again when local stores, high street stores, street markets (where many home made toys are sold) are jam packed with shoppers who are celebrating Christmas.
The other thing that marks this time is the level of alcohol abuse which we shall soon see on our streets across the Land. All because men are “celebrating Christmas”. Each time I see this or read of this celebration saga, I am reminded of the way we celebrated ours in the country of my birth. Growing up in Lagos Nigeria, our parents (bless them) during Christmas bought us what was called “Christmas” dress, cooked variety of food (rice and chicken stew, pounded yam and egusi stew, depending in your tribe by the way) and on the Day itself, every Christian family went to church! As a child, you had no choice. We were not given the choice of whether we would go or not, or in many homes which toys you wanted or write down your lists of gifts! I am not against any of this by the way as long as you can afford it and still pay your bills afterwards.
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