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I remember that ‘Christmas Eve Supper’, which took place on December the 21st, not 24th, and in the morning, not in the evening, the Christmas Eve organised at school, where I sat with all my friends and teachers… precious memories, may they never fade… it was on that day, that I borrowed The Children of Hurin from the library, and for the first time read this heartbreaking Tolkienic tale.

Nicholas, the Christmas Tree, pierogi dumplings (I’m Polish, and trust me, there are few things in this world that are better than traditional Polish Christmas), Borscht soup, the entire Christmas Eve Supper with its 12 courses, gazing into the dark sky to spot the first ‘star’ of that nightfall… and a multitude of other traditions and customs. When I hear this beloved word, I think of gingerbread, St. It’s this time of the year again… Winter is coming swiftly, and with it, Christmas.