Its Christmas time again, as if anyone could fail to notice.
Even without leaving
my house I can see more than half a dozen house decorated to the hilt.
Every coloured light
imaginable, Santa’s on the roof or climbing a ladder, sleighs, elves, snowmen,
bells, stars baubles and last but by no means least standing almost four feet
high that perennial favourite Winnie the Pooh.
Wait a minute though you
might well be saying what does Pooh have to do with Christmas? Well every other
house seems to have one so there must be something in it.
I don’t recall mention
of him in the bible and in the many nativity plays I have seen over the years
he was conspicuous by his absence and although there is a donkey its not
Eeyore.
The stable did not
house Piglet and the wise men did not travel from the east with Tigger baring
gifts of Huney.
Nor in any of the
Christmas traditions around the world is there a single reference to Pooh as
one of Santa’s helpers.
There’s Black Peter,
The Jolly Elf even the devil figure Krampus but no Pooh but people still give
him pride of place on their lawns at Christmas.
Go figure.
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