About twenty-five years ago I spent part of the winter in Quetzaltenango, Guatemala. I lived with a family, and the older daughter asked me to play Santa Claus in a home for disabled children. I was happy to oblige. However, I was dismayed when she brought me the costume. Although I am of average height in the US, I was at least a head taller than most people in Guatemala.
The sleeves of the coat were about 5 inches too short, and the pants were half a foot too short. But the worst part was the boots. I pulled with all my might. I pushed the boot down onto the floor. My heel was jammed. Brenda and her boyfriend helped. Together we wrestled my feet into these several-sizes-too-small boots. My toes were scrunched up; my feet were hurting already.
When I looked down I realized the boots were on the wrong feet! But there was no way I was going to struggle with them any more. I decided to walk pigeon-toed!
Last week Carla, from La Isla Mexican Store in Spencer's Market, asked me to play Santa Claus for a gathering of Ocracoke's Hispanic community. My first question was, "Will your Santa Claus costume fit me?"
It did, and I had a great time greeting the children, and handing out small gifts!
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is a 1921 letter written by a former
slave, Harrison Williams, to Ocracoke native, Martha Ann Howard Wahab.
You can read it here: http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news112113.htm.