share your little boy/girl story.....

I was little....maybe 4? It was Christmas and we were at my aunt's house. The cousins and I were outside playing in the snow. Suddenly, I heard a bunch of people singing. I looked around and couldn't see anybody singing. Went to my mom and asked her what it was.

She said, "Oh, that's just the Carolers." At this point in life, I didn't know what that meant. So I asked her what Carolers were. Mom was never good at describing things to me, so she just said, "you know, Carolers". So, I did what I always did at that age when I didn't know what a word meant. I tried to figure it out with context. I also had an insanely powerful imagination. Okay, so it's Christmas. I hear a bunch of disembodied voices singing "Silent Night", It's Jesus's birthday. Okay, "Carolers" are probably a kind of angel, that sing in celebration of Christ's birth, every year on Christmas. I also decided that they did it at the time of Christ's birth...I couldn't tell time yet, but it was in the late afternoon, Central Time if you're curious. I looked up in the sky, and that powerful imagination of mine kicked in. I could 'see' them up there in heaven, looking down at the world and singing with the most beautiful smiles on their faces.

SO boring and disappointing when I later found out it was just people going door to door and singing Jingle Bells.