The Best Christmas Gift of a Lifetime
Sing me a Christmas song daddy; I promised you that I would be good throughout the year and I did, so sing me the song about how the “Pirates celebrated Christmas in the days of long ago."
The Christmas season certainly brings back a lot of childhood memories. There are so many things, occasions and even places that suddenly flash across my mind, whenever it gets closer and closer to the Christmas Holiday.
However, of all the memories, the occasions that usually makes me smile the most, and sometimes makes me wish I could relived my childhood’s days, is that spectacular performance always delivered to us, by our dad, on Christmas Eve. Papa would dress up like a pirate and sung to us all ---- my little sister Judy, my little brother Sam, and I ---- on the evening before Christmas.
Our faces would always lit up with joy and happiness, while we sat on the porch, anxiously waiting for our father to give us the cheapest, yet one of the best Christmas gifts, a child could ever hope for.
The Christmas Song - How Did The Pirates Celebrate Christmas?
I have asked a great many people, but nobody seemed to know,
how the pirate kept their Christmas in the days of long ago.
How many merchant galleons on Christmas day they sank,
and how many merchant seamen they made to walk the plank.
Or whether they chanted carols as around the deck they roamed,
and made each others presents out of their hoard of gold.
Or covered a mast with green leaves and called it a Christmas tree,
and hung it with shining sequin on the shore of a tropical sea.
And lit the rum around the pudding,
and cursed in a friendly way,
but refused to do any business,
because it was Christmas day,
I have asked a great many people,
but nobody seemed to know,
how the pirates kept their Christmas,
In the days of long ago.
Papa's Spectacular Performance
As he sung and danced, his big belly kept jiggling. We would all burst out laughing, as he jumped and pranced across the floor.
After approximately two minutes of jumping and prancing, he would be panting like a dog, and perspiring profusely, like he had just completed a marathon. This is how we usually knew the show was about to end.
Sometimes the neighboring little boys and girls who heard us giggling, would run as fast as they could, just to get to our house on time. They knew Papa always handed out one of the best Christmas gifts, so they wanted to make sure they were present, for this occasion. Most of the time however, they got there late, and would winded up begging “Please Mass Joe, do it for us again, please, please, we forgot.”
Papa always ended up singing and dancing for us all for a second time. He felt since it was Christmas eve, this was a good way of ushering in the Christmas. But to us, that was the best Christmas Gift we have ever received.
It never once dawn on me to ask my dad where he learned that song. I guess, now it’s too, because sadly, he had departed from us ten years ago. May his soul rest in peace!
©Copyright: Winston McFarlane 2012