Santa Season !
Its Christmas time, I am sharing some happy moments of mine that happened during Christmas.
I did my schooling in Holy Angel. My entire formative years were at Holy Angel.
Christmas celebration is big time there.
I have seen the enactment of the birth of Christ every single year there.
The star of Bethlehem slowly the star arrives with the messiah, Melchior, Gaspar and baltasar.
A very interesting manger is setup; angels appear, shepherds joining to see the birth.
The choir heightens the mood by singing silent night holy night.
It was nothing terrific except for the over acting Santa who brought some goodies, jingling bamboo pole with balloons and streamers.
In fact, the arrival of Santa usually brings some excitement among the crowd. He zooms into the campus mounted on a tempo van, not a sleigh unfortunately.
We were not bothered anyways.
It was in my last year at school that I had a chance to become Santa.
Rather it was a fluke that I became one. I cycled to school everyday since my home was near.
The organizer asked me to hang around in the lab to help Santa get dressed that celebration morning.
Bingo! That girl did not turn up. Teacher Rajeshwari whose was in charge chose me as a candidate. I had no clue as to what I am supposed to do. I thought hard and tried to remember what the previous years Santas did.
Santa carried this image of a fat man. I was a thin girl back then, so they tied two pillows on me. Salem was warm that day. Due to my enthusiasm, I totally overlooked the comfort of the dress. I had no choice anyway. From tip to toe, I was in winter ware.
The finale to the whole saga was the mask. I was entirely blind, because he mask was not a custom one or a flexible one. It meant for a bigger faced person. The eye line of the mask was above my brows. I had to tilt like crazy to see anything. Not to mention about the holes for breathing, it was somewhere near my eyes.
I was little overzealous on my pretentious, I jumped more than what usually a Santa does. My teacher sent messages to downplay more than once. Truly speaking I dozed off nearing afternoon. Raksha who was a Santas mate held the jingling bamboo. I used to jerk awake when she banged the pole for some noise. It was a fantastic experience. The school left happy that day, most of them wondering where did Santa come from and who was it etc.
The experience was a rare one, the thought always brought smile onto my face. Hope you enjoyed reading it
