I’m pretty sure every adult in Nigeria has beautiful memories of Christmas. Christmas is a season of love, giving and caring. My childhood memories of Christmas are filled with lots of laughter, excitement and of course enjoyment. *lol*

Christmas Clothes
My mom would buy us Christmas clothes early enough before the sellers think of hiking their prices and no she doesn’t buy them in November, she buys them in October in anticipation for Christmas. Whenever she picks up a broomstick to measure the length of our feet we know something is cooking. And what’s more, she makes sure the clothes are a little above our sizes, her reason? “You’re growing too fast”. The clothes should still fit throughout the next year. I wonder how she ends up buying really beautiful clothes because our clothes usually looked better than that of other children whose parents waited till christmas to buy theirs.

Christmas Lights and songs

I can’t remember seeing Christmas trees around though, I guess that was reserved for the ‘rich people’. The multicolored light in front of houses, restaurants and shops, the Christmas songs playing from old disc players and the Christmas movies like home alone (I can’t remember how times I watched that movie) were the in thing during Christmas .

Christmas Toys

On the streets there were lots of pop-up toy shops. I guess it’s a seasonal business venture. The sellers would wear some funny costumes to attract buyers. The toys played different tunes and display red lights as the buttons were turned on. Most of the toys were red in colour, that’s understandable, red is the colour of Christmas.


I still wonder why children spend their pocket money on banger (knock outs). I think it’s the pleasure they derive from scaring people. Some mischievous ones would go as far as throwing it on people and into other people’s compounds. I hated knock outs with passion, I still do. The smell makes me feel nauseous. My mom hated them too so my siblings would secretly buy them. I don’t know about you but I’d rather buy biscuits and candies.

I however love to watch the display of fireworks on the 31st of December from my window of course. I love how the colours play out in the sky.

Christmas Food

Why do people always eat rice and chicken on Christmas day? I mean we’ve been eating rice all year long. I guess it’s the Nigerian Christmas tradition. I’m thinking of trying something else this Christmas but if all else fails, I’ll still eat the tested and trusted chicken and rice.

Growing up I enjoyed every bit of Christmas and I know you did too. Our parents did everything they could to make us really happy.

What Christmas memories do you have? Let’s chat in the comment section.

Do have a wonderful Christmas celebration. Merry Christmas to you and yours.


8 Comments Add yours

  1. Oluchi says:

    I’m a sucker for Christmas lights and songs and fireworks. And yes, I was one of those kids that’ll spend the savings on bangers. Just because of the spike sounds.

    Idle head
    Spending the holiday with a large family

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    1. Vanessa says:

      Hahaha.. Scaring the hell outta innocent people πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
      Thanks for stopping by Oluchi.

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  2. I’m just laughing so hard right now…some beautiful memories I had then

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    1. Vanessa says:

      Really beautiful memories, some mischievous kids threw banger at me and some passersby some days ago, I WAS SCARED!!

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  3. merendaadele says:

    You have said it all. I must wear my new Christmas sun shade, and wrist watch, new small handbag and must buy balloon. Christmas was fun then.

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    1. Vanessa says:

      Really fun!! Matching wristwatches and sunshades, toy phones and balloons. I miss those days..


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