The morning of Christmas, everyone was warm and friendly. It was a great atmosphere. Mom prepared breakfast and we all gathered at the table to eat and share our plans for the day. I couldn’t wait to dress up in my new outfit and show it off to everyone. By noon, and with some help from our older sisters, our Christmas meal was ready. I can still remember how the smell of the food made my mouth water.
I had never seen anything like this, except on TV. I couldn’t believe I was part of it. This little boy from the slums now sits at a table eating delicious food with these wonderful people. I was truly blessed.
After the meal, we all went to get ready in our new Christmas outfits. This was the moment I had been waiting for. I wore my clothes, put my watch on and my sunglasses on. Everyone said I looked like a movie star. I had never been so happy, and ever since that day, Christmas has never been the same.
Today, to keep up with some of the Christmas traditions here in the United States, we cook a lot of the same wonderful dishes on Christmas day, and 2018 Christmas is no different. This year, we are including jollof rice and rice bread in our Christmas meal—just like I had on that first magical Christmas at SOS Liberia.