I was so clueless when it came to Christmas traditions for two reasons.
1.Raised as a witness therefore never experienced it.
2.Grew up in country or rural areas and they didn’t practice all the traditions.
Ok, so I grow up and eventually find myself living in a large city for the first time in my life.
This makes me sound like a total hick but bear with me and you will see where this is going.
One winter evening I am peacefully watching TV and spending time with my little JW family downstairs and the doorbell rings.
“I say it’s dark who could that be?” Then I go upstairs and open the front door.
There were at least 20 people standing on my front lawn!
I am shocked and confused then it registers they are singing Christmas Carols!!!
It was Christmas Eve and I didn't know it,you know us JWs, we don’t keep up with the (worldly) calendar!
Anyway as soon as this registered in my brain I freaked out and slammed the door!
I was panicked! What in the world was I supposed to do?
They never taught me how to handle that senario.
Well, I pulled myself together in a few seconds realizing I had done a very rude thing even though I didn’t mean to.
I didn’t know what I was going to do or say but I had to reopen the door.
Slowly I open the door and I see all these shocked faces.
I bet mine was more shocked though.
Anyway as soon as I get the door open this little kid on my front porch hollers “YOUR NOT GETTING ANY COOKIES!!”
I was mortified and slammed the door again and then locked the door behind me.
I then go back to the living room and my husband says, “What in the world is going on?”
I had to explain how I just made a complete fool of myself.
Of course he had great fun laughing at me.
We were nervous about how the neighbors would treat us after that.
Ranchette