I always forget to buy Christmas presents. I can’t be blamed. We don’t have that in Etopia.
I still feel bad when people give me presents and I don’t have anything to give in return.
So yesterday I was meeting a Scottish family which I feel part of. I was looking for presents the day before (started too late) but couldn’t find anything. I don’t know how but I somehow convinced myself to go to bed. As if the what-present-to-give problem will go away by itself the next morning. So I got up the next morning, a bit late, buses stopped working so I was going to be even more late, and on top of it I had to use my precious minutes to produce a present from any material I can get hold of in my flat. So after about 10 minutes of cursing myself and putting the room up side down in search for a stack of Ethiopia postcards (with no luck), I finally got a picture. It was a picture of my aunt’s daughter (yes, yes, there is probably a word for it but i won’t bother visiting the dictionary) getting baptized. The baby was cute and it showed Ethiopian Orthodox practices. It had number 16 written at the back and note in Amharic that my aunt wrote. But I was out of options so I wrote a Merry Christmas note at the back of it, and started searching for an envelope. Yeah, that was just as hard. Finally got a business envelope (I don’t think anyone on Earth got a Christmas card inside those kind). So to make the long story short (don’t you hate it when people say this AFTER they have made the story long?) I arrived at the church 20 minutes late.
They liked the “card” though. I could have done better by putting it in decent envelope and carrying it in a bag while I went to church (it got a bit creased). They are like a newly found family so the new child being baptized made some sense.
I am so embarrassed that for next year I have decided to get presents way way before Christmas. Merry Christmas and thank God we are all ok, simply worrying about presents.