Holiday Essay
As William Shakespeare once said “If all the year were playing
holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to work.” I believe that many
of us can have different views on what the holidays really are. To many
they are just a time to receive gifts and to others they are a time to reunite
with family I believe a lot of us have gotten confused as to what the
holidays really are.
Every advertisement in this years Thanksgiving edition of the Boston Globe was a command to hurry up and spend money for the holidays. It seems worse now than it has been in previous years. Out the television screen we rattle off expected holiday earnings. At the same time, tired, poor citizens rattle off expected holiday stress in protest of the unspoken law that says they must buy gifts or be failures. They hope that the almighty Dollar might take its rightful place as the miracle most celebrated for the holidays. It is difficult to imagine that this happens every year to families quite possibly living in our community.
The height of the American population toward the holidays is very scary. Come December, anxious men and women around the world begin to feel bad that they have not yet done their required "holiday shopping." Dreading the day they go to the stores, they quickly select a number of items to give to every person they know. Dreading every dollar they spend, they try not to think of the fact that most of the things they couldn't afford to buy - but bought anyway - will be put on a shelf and forgotten. Tired and short of funds, they hope that they will receive some satisfying reward
Anyone who has ever attempted to buy something in the last two months of the year will understand what a miserable environment that it is. After becoming victorious in a struggle for a parking space, one will drag themselves to the entrance of the store like it is a walk of shame. Walking through the doors of a shopping center at this time of year is like walking through heck.
holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to work.” I believe that many
of us can have different views on what the holidays really are. To many
they are just a time to receive gifts and to others they are a time to reunite
with family I believe a lot of us have gotten confused as to what the
holidays really are.
Every advertisement in this years Thanksgiving edition of the Boston Globe was a command to hurry up and spend money for the holidays. It seems worse now than it has been in previous years. Out the television screen we rattle off expected holiday earnings. At the same time, tired, poor citizens rattle off expected holiday stress in protest of the unspoken law that says they must buy gifts or be failures. They hope that the almighty Dollar might take its rightful place as the miracle most celebrated for the holidays. It is difficult to imagine that this happens every year to families quite possibly living in our community.
The height of the American population toward the holidays is very scary. Come December, anxious men and women around the world begin to feel bad that they have not yet done their required "holiday shopping." Dreading the day they go to the stores, they quickly select a number of items to give to every person they know. Dreading every dollar they spend, they try not to think of the fact that most of the things they couldn't afford to buy - but bought anyway - will be put on a shelf and forgotten. Tired and short of funds, they hope that they will receive some satisfying reward
Anyone who has ever attempted to buy something in the last two months of the year will understand what a miserable environment that it is. After becoming victorious in a struggle for a parking space, one will drag themselves to the entrance of the store like it is a walk of shame. Walking through the doors of a shopping center at this time of year is like walking through heck.