As you all know, I think, me and my family have a tradition during Christmas to help the poor by giving away some food to either children or families. I have also been helping since we started our tradition. It all starts with preparing the food in these containers a few days before the 24th, after we have about 100 for adults and 100 for kids, we hit the road to some communities, mostly in the mountainous areas. We all really have fun during doing this, even though sometimes it takes hours, and a few complications. Although it does pay off seeing that we’ve been helping all those people.
I haven’t really thought of it this year, but it’s almost that time of the year where we need to help those who are less fortunate than us. We of course try to help as many as possible, which instills a sense of happiness. Everyone in the family is supposed to help, either in the packing, the trip, or both. For at least a few hours I can be off the couch and away from video games, doing something good not only for the community but also for me. As my music teacher always says, “values over valuables”, which is what were doing each year, Helping others and learning to be a good person instead of playing at home. Although it’s a real task to be out in the merciless sun, since were in the tropics, we still look forward to doing this until, well, forever.
It feels like our own charity to the nation, doing what is right. It also gives us some bonding time with each other, which we do have at home, but during this time it goes up one more level. We even have a dress code, Santa hats! We also have a sort of character, Dad as Santa, Mom as Mrs. Claus, and everyone else as the elves. A family friends even joined in 1 year.
If you ask me what virtues I learned over the years doing these Christmas traditions, I would answer, first is compassion, secondis Christ-centeredness, third would be hope, for all those we had helped and we will help, last would be…patience.
I still hope that with the new house, we would have a better experience than before, and that nothing will interfere with this tradition. It’s always a way of remembering our blessings, going out and looking at these families that we help, even though it’s just a small thing to do, it impacts them greatly, knowing someones cares, I guess.
We have had a few different moments than we expected, like one time, I think it was the first time we did this and one group went berserk because they wanted more than what we gave. So we were in a bit of a pickle if you ask me, but we just left, because of the chance that one of the group could have hurt us. Yet after this, we still dare go ahead with this tradition of ours.