Hello and welcome,
Todays blog is about the most exciting time of the year as we remember the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Growing up in Ghana I have loved Christmas simply because it was the time you got to eat the special meal such as chicken and jollof rice and salad and fufu, light soup and chicken. Up until my mid teens looking forward to Christmas started to decline simply because over in the west it is celebrated differently.
I remember in Ghana we were given new dresses and shoes specifically for Christmas unlike in the west when you get or can go purchase new cloths at anytime and day. I remember we will wear our dresses, toy watches and sunglasses and take pictures. The photographer will come take the pictures and return the pictures at a later day. It was also the only time of day we took pictures so basically you had better be practicing your smiles all year. This moment was also mandatory according to my grandad. You didn’t get the chance to take another one because you did not like the one you took previously. I used to get really good shots with my bursting smiles beaming through. Due to this, the only pictures I have of my childhood were all taken on Christmas day. Obviously now there are digital and phone cameras and you would not need the photographer to come through on Christmas day. There are timers on the camera phone and digital camera which means you can take as many as you please.
Comparing Christmas in Ghana and in the west(UK)
Obviously in the west you can have chicken all day everyday and eat jollof rice whenever you felt like it. I came from a middle class family and modest too I would say. When I was in Ghana this was luxury and special meals like jollof and chicken were kept mostly to Christmas day only and at times birthdays but rarely. The presents you recieved was the dress or cloth which was sewn for you to wear on Christmas day for church. It was also the only time we had the coca cola, fantas, biscuits and other ghanain delicacies such as chocolate, pebbles, chocomilo to name but a few. This indicates that my diet was pretty clean. We would go to church in the morning and come home to eat and listen to music. Thinking back I appreciate the way we celebrated Christmas then as it was low maintenance.
Christmas in the west I feel is a bit depressing as everyone is with their own family in their own houses whereas in Ghana the bar opposite our house will be playing loud music and there will be people around. We also got to watch TV for a longer time which we would not be allowed to had it been any other day. The community also usually comes out to watch a bunch of masked men and women dancing or parading on the streets in a carnival setting. They are called “ankos”, which I used to be scared of. The stressful part of Christmas in the west is looking for presents and wrapping them for it to ripped apart and possibly not looked after properly.
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I do like families coming together and eating too. It is the only time of the year I do not have to worry about what I need to eat or having to cook. The difference is that in Takoradi, Ghana the celebration is (inclusive) as it involves the community coming together, whereas the west celebrate with families thereby the celebration being (exclusive). All in all I hope your Christmas was lovely.
How was Christmas like for you growing up?
Until next time merry christmas