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WeWriWa—Cinni unwraps her presents

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Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday, weekly Sunday hops where writers share 8–10 sentences from a book or WIP. This year, my Chanukah- and Christmas-themed snippets come from Chapter 20, “Dueling December Holidays,” of the book formerly known as The Very First (which is set during 1938). The new and improved title will finally be revealed upon its release next year!

This week’s snippet comes about a page after last week’s, when the Jewish Smalls (originally the Brandts) and their Methodist hosts/sponsors the Filliards unwrapped Chanukah and Christmas presents together. In 1938, Christmas Eve and the eighth night of Chanukah coincided.

It’s now Christmas Day, and Cinnimin is unwrapping the rest of her presents and shaking out the contents of her stocking.

Cinni delightedly found a lot of chocolates, candies, and oranges in her stocking, some of them from the kosher candy store and bought by Barry and Sparky. The goodies from her father were swing records, ruby hairpins, ten Bakelite bracelets in a rainbow of colors, a Bakelite brooch of a tortoiseshell and white guinea pig, new rollerskates with red straps, a mesh bag full of peppermint swirl and Joseph’s coat swirl marbles, a 200-piece jigsaw puzzle of jungle animals, a jumprope with red and blue swirled handles, a dragon paperweight, and a medium blue kaleidoscope. As usual, he’d given her all the best presents.

Also as usual, her mother had given her the most boring presents—socks, pencils, ink refills, blouses, skirts, more of the hated bicep-high church gloves, petticoats, plain hair clips, a red and white bandeau, red hair ribbons, a children’s Bible, a red alarm clock, and a new addition to the Little Bo Peep church dress collection, this one in an awful shade of lemon-yellow. Cinni shuddered as she unwrapped it, thankful her parents never forced her and her siblings to model their Christmas clothes right then and there.

The present she saved for very last was Barry’s. She held her breath as she pulled the paper and ribbon off the carefully-wrapped gift. Barry wrapped presents very well for a boy. She was used to her male friends’ careless wrapping jobs, where the paper was unevenly cut and ripped, not measured properly, and asymmetrically-aligned.

Cinni smiled as she discovered the T.H. White book The Sword in the Stone, a fantasy about King Arthur’s childhood.

Author:

I started reading at three (my first book was Grimm's Fairy Tales, the uncensored adult version), started writing at four, started writing book-length things at eleven, and have been a writer ever since. I predominantly write historical fiction family sagas/series. I primarily write about young people, since I was a young person myself when I became a serious writer and didn't know how to write about adults as main characters. I only write in a contemporary setting if the books naturally go into the modern era over the course of the decades-long stories being told over many books. I've always been drawn to books, films, music, fashions, et al, from bygone eras, and have never really been too much into modern things. If something or someone has appeal for all time, it'll still be there to be discovered after the initial to-do has died down. For example, my second-favorite writer enjoyed a huge burst of popularity in the Sixties and Seventies, but he wrote his books from 1904-43, and his books still resonate today, even after he's no longer such a fad. Quality lasts for all time.

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