What the eyes can,t see 7

The year had come to an end and the holidays were upon us, life was great and all things seemed to have worked themselves out, so let the fun begin. This was always the most exiting time of the year, so many things to do, and Christmas with all its gifts and cheer was the main event. Strangely enough the new year and all its festivities never featured at that age, perhaps because we were not allowed to drink yet, and toasting was the order of the day. All the shops were bursting at the seams with merchandise and the shoppers seemed far less serious than normal, there was a jovial atmosphere around and the sound of carols filled the air, it was a time for toys and turkey.
I remember going to fetch the Christmas tree, we had no car so we carried it home, fortunately the distance was not to far. The tree was placed in a drum covered with crepe paper, and then decorated, with all kinds of ornaments and tinsel, there were bells, drums, bugles, miniature gift boxes, reindeer, angels, and stars to name but a few. Then the lights and to top it of cotton wool balls, right at the top there was an angel with wings open wide, almost as if placed there to watch over the proceedings.all the gifts were neatly placed under the tree, and now for the first time I saw something I hadn't noticed before, there in the far corner was what seemed to be a barnyard scene. As I took a closer look I saw a baby in a trough with people and cattle standing around, I recall thinking a baby in a feeding trough? how strange, so what was this all about? Sigh! Here we go again.