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Yuchi Christmas

My grandmother was born near the site of a Yuchi village in Turkey Neck Bend, Cumberland County, Kentucky. Some of her family lived there.

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Lumbee Christmas

The Lumbee Tribe of North Carolina includes some of my

ancestors.

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Shawnee Christmas

The Absentee Shawnee Tribe is located in Shawnee, Oklahoma. They include the Piqua Shawnee, some of my ancestors.

Absentee Shawnee Tribe’s tree. Oklahoma-based American Indian tribes decorating Christmas trees in ornaments specially made to represent their specific tribal heritage. It’s for Red Earth Treefest, a free holiday exhibit designed to help people learn more about specific tribal traditions and cultures during the holiday season. Photo by Jim Beckel, The Oklahoman

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Merry Christmas!

Old Fashioned Hillbilly Christmas 2021

Hello All,

            What a crazy year it’s been. People dogging us about going to work. Tempting, but most of us held out, no use having a job interfere with Christmas at the old homeplace. Cousin Ralph hooked us up to the power company on the sly. And Uncle Bob showed up with a pickup load of firewood. Grandpa put up a Christmas tree and told us not to ask questions. Christmas is on!

            Uncle Al’s back, though he’s still wearing his orange jumpsuit. He borrowed Grandma’s Studebaker and returned with a couple turkeys. No one’s asking where they came from or if the Sheriff’s coming. The kids snuck in the back door of the mall, took Santa by surprise, took his shoes and beard. But they only took 2 reindeer and the sleigh. The kids are always so cute.

Uncle Bob spiked the punch AFTER Grandpa did. Stuff’s radioactive. Cousin Cindy couldn’t wait, filched her own eggs and milk cow, made eggnog that’ll kill them viruses I keep hearing about. We got a cow wandering around the house—someone clean up the mess. Uncle Joe smuggled a kazoo into the house, he’s playing Silent Night, and I have an earache. Now the baby’s throwing a tantrum.

Our hound is baying at the moon—no, he caught the stench of elves. Pesky varmints. Grandma fixed a grasshopper pie—oh, no! Grandpa’s got the pie, he’s going to toss it out of the house, but Cousin Bob’s passed out in the floor and tripped him. The pie went flying—don’t let—too late. The baby ate the pie.

The smarty pants elves found the sleigh and reindeer, but they trod throw the baby’s mess, and they are sulking. Santa doesn’t look happy either. Doesn’t he have extra shoes and beards? Oh, that was a real beard. Someone clean up the baby’s mess.

Uncle Al just turned himself in. Party pooper. Cousin Cindy drank too much eggnog and tried to climb on Santa’s sleigh, but he took off and left her in the pigpen. Cousin Ralph wrapped the present s but lost count and just slapped nametags on without looking. Grandma’s swinging her fists, grabbing the presents she wants, but she’s too tough for anyone to argue.

Yep. Even with this ole year, we had Christmas fun just like always.

Merry Christmas,

You know who

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Cherokee Christmas

Long ago in the south, fireworks were the norm for Xmas, Cherokees, too.

Merry Christmas: Ulihelisdi danistayohihv ᎤᎵᎮᎵᏍᏗ ᏓᏂᏍᏔᏲᎯᎲ (they are happy/thankful they go shooting—as in firecrackers)

Santa claus: Distayohi ᏗᏍᏔᏲᎯ (he shoots- as in firecrackers, AKA firecracker man) He gives good children gifts: aneha didanedi nigada diniyotli osda ᎠᏁᎭ ᏗᏓᏁᏗ ᏂᎦᏓ ᏗᏂᏲᏟ ᎣᏍᏓ (he-gives gifts children good)

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My own feelings

Silent night sings to my heart, my soul, my very being—brings solace to a world bereft of peace. [Watching Silent Night on TV]

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Cherokee Christmas

ᏣᎳᎩ ᎯᏓᏙᎴ – Tsalagi Hidadolequa – Let’s Learn Cherokee

ᎯᏙᏚᎢᏍᏓ ᏧᎬᎢ – Hidoduisda tsugvi – Let’s decorate the tree

ᎤᎾᏕᏘᏱᏍᎬ ᏗᏨᏍᏙᏗ – Unadetiyisgv ditsvsdodi – Christmas lights

ᎯᏙᏚᎢᏍᏓ ᎦᎵᏦᏕ- Hidoduisda galitsode – Let’s decorate the house.

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Canadian Christmas

Huron Carol

Written 1642 by Frenchman Jean de Brebeuf in Ontario, making it Canada’s oldest Christmas carol. It was written in the Huron/Wyandotte language though the current English version is different.

Jesous Ahatonhia “Jesus, he is born

Estenniayon de tsonwe Iesous ahatonnia
onn’ awatewa nd’ oki n’ onyouandaskwaentak
ennonchien eskwatrihotat n’onyouandiyonrachatha
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. Iesous ahatonnia.

Ayoki onkiennhache eronhiayeronnon
iontonk ontatiande ndio sen tsatonnharonnion
Warie onn’ awakweton ndio sen tsatonnharonnion
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. Iesous ahatonnia.

Achienhkontahonraskwa d’ hatirihwannens
tichion sayonniondetha onhwa achia ahatren
ondaie te hahahakwa tichion sayonniondetha
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. Iesous ahatonnia.

Tho ichien st’ ahation tethotondi Iesous
ahwatatende tichion stanchitehawennion
asayontorenten ihatonk atsion sken
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. Iesous ahatonnia.

Onne ontahation chiahonayen iesous
ahatichiennonniannon kahachia handiayon
te honannonronkwannion ihotonk werisen
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. I

esous ahatonnia.

Te hekwatatennonten ahekwachiendaen
ti hekwannonronkwannion de sonywentenrände
outoyeti skwannonhwe icherhe akennonhonstha
Iesous ahatonnia, ahatonnia. Iesous ahatonnia.

Have courage, you who are humans. Jesus, He is born.
Behold, it has fled, the spirit who had us as prisoner.
Do not listen to it, as it corrupts our minds, the spirit of our thoughts.
They are spirits, coming with a message for us, the sky people.
They are coming to say, ‘Come on, be on top of life, rejoice!’
‘Mary has just given birth, come on, rejoice.’
‘Three have left for such a place; they are men of great matter.’

‘A star that has just appeared over the horizon leads them there.’
‘He will seize the path, a star that leads them there.’
As they arrived there, where He was born, Jesus.
The star was at the point of stopping, He was not far past it.
Having found someone for them, He says, ‘Come here.’
Behold, they have arrived there and have seen Jesus.
They praised a name many times saying,
‘Hurray, He is good in nature.’
They greeted Him with respect,
Oiling His scalp many times, saying, ‘Hurray!’
‘We will give to Him honour to His name.’
‘Let us oil His scalp many times, show reverence for Him,
As He comes to be compassionate with us.’
It is providential that you love us, and think
‘I should make them part of My family.’

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Hello All,

What with this awful virus going on, didn’t any of us see the need for jobs. We’re all back at the old homeplace with lots of time to celebrate. Cousin Ralph convinced the power company to turn our lights on! Grandpa came home with a Christmas tree. He won’t talk about it, but the state park is missing their tree.

The sheriff drove Cousin Al home—he was the only prisoner in the town jail. He went hiking and brought Grandma a turkey. The kids piled in Grandma’s Studebaker and visited Santa at the mall. They were wearing masks, and he didn’t recognize them. The kids are adorable. They got everything but Santa’s shirt and pants. We hid the reindeer and sled in the barn.

Uncle Bob dumped Bourbon in the punch, says it’ll kill viruses. Cousin Cindy promises to make her kick-butt eggnog as soon as the kids borrow eggs and a milk cow. Uncle Joe found out where we buried his accordion, and he’s wheezing out Christmas carols. Our old hound is howling with him, or at him. My ears hurt. Now the baby’s wailing.  

The elves are peeking in the front window—as long as they stay out of the barn, we’ll be all right. The baby just crawled out the front door. The elves are crying—haven’t they smelled dirty diapers before? Oh no. Santa’s nosing around the barn.

Grandma fixed a vinegar pie—the baby took one bite and screamed. Grandma also fixed a marble cake—oh no! Cousin Al, don’t give the baby any cake! Too late, the baby just spit up marbles. I hope Cousin Al gathers up the marbles.

Cousin Ralph wrapped the presents, this year he tagged all the presents, some twice. Free for all! Grandma hurled marbles at us and grabbed most of the presents. The elves snuck the reindeer and sleigh out of the barn! Grandpa was supposed to guard the sleigh, but he drank too much punch. Santa and the reindeer just took off.

Cousin Cindy drank so much eggnog she’s climbing the tree and singing with Uncle Joe. The baby ran into a corner and threw up more marbles. Someone clean the baby! I can’t handle the stench. Yep. Even with that dadburned bug, we had Christmas fun just like last year.

Merry Christmas,

You know who

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On the fourth day of Yule my true love sent to me

Four hunting hawks

Three roosters

Two black ravens And a magpie in a maple tree.

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