As a child, I see Christmas on a different scale. Back then were the days when my parents can only afford to buy me Ladies Choice peanut butter as Christmas Gift, making me believe that Santa had placed it on our old wooden shelf. They would sneak on Christmas eve to place it topmost, and in the morning when we come back from Church they would help me peek at the windows to see what has changed inside the house. I would immediately see the jar of peanut butter and kiss them both with smiles that can circle the globe, 4 times.
Now, Christmas is more of Corporate Gimiks than the celebration. More and more “Diwa ng Pasko” are invented every year.
