December 23, 2019 8:22 PM
When I was a kid growing up in Haiti, 24 Decembre (Christmas Eve) was more important than 24 Decembre (Christmas Day)
Christmas Eve in Haiti used to be the night when children don’t sleep, we can do whatever we want and adults wont say anything.
I remember spending Christmas in Cite Militaire at my uncle Wilfrid’s home.
He was strict but so tolerant during the Christmas Holiday. Ton Wilfrid would let me do whatever I wanted. Perhaps he didn’t know that I learned how to smoke as a child one Christmas eve right across the street from his home under “Pye Cachiman”.
He only know about the “tito” and “douce kokoye” I went to go buy chez madame Riviere up the street but, Ton Wilfrid, it was much more than that. Why do you think I enjoyed Christmas Eve at your house so much?
Christmas Eve was Independence Day for a country boy like myself spending the day at Ton Wilfrid’s in Cite Militaire.
To bad, the old man died and I cannot tell him all about it.
I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas but, to all the children in Haiti, I’d rather wish you a happy Christmas Eve.
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