Written by Sam Pothier When I aged out of care there was one day a year I loathed, and it’s called Christmas. The one day a year I was reminded about family private. While all my friends were excited for their mom’s cooking, presents, and seeing their favourite uncle, I was trying to figure out how I could sleep for 24 hours and skip the day. I wasn’t going to have any of the aforementioned fun, and I was too ashamed to let anyone know I didn’t have anywhere to go on Christmas day. Unfortunately, this isn’t a unique experience for us ex-foster kids. So here is how I survived the dreaded Christmas day… 1) I rented all the movies. Back in my day (I’m about to date myself here) I would go to Rogers and pick out seven VHS (this was what they had before DVD players) movies. Seven because I knew I would be awake for at least 14 hours that day and each movie, give is take, is about two hours. I picked out all my favourites and a couple I’ve never seen before. 2) I bought all the comfort food. For me, it’s basically dip and then some things to put in the dip, like chips and veggies. I would get different kinds of cheese and the softest baguettes. I would have mac n cheese and Dr. Pepper. 3) I worked. If I could work that day, I did. Frist you get some mad cash for working Christmas day and you’re pretty much guaranteed to work that day because all the people with family privilege want the day off. 4) I went to the movies. Believe it or not but movie theatres are open on Christmas day and they are busy! You can easily find a seat where it looks like you’re in a group. 5) I lied. Eventually my friends discovered that I was alone on Christmas and invited me to the family gatherings. I was ashamed to tell them I’m a foster kid, so I told them that I recently moved to Vancouver to work. I don’t want to promote lying at all, but if you feel like I did, it is an option. I will tell you though, that most people care more about sure they get gravy than whether you were in foster care. 6) I walked. The city is so quiet on Christmas day, so it kind of feels like you’re in a zombie apocalypse because there is no one around. 7) I volunteered. There are lots of places looking for volunteers on Christmas day. This is a cool thing because you get to be with other people, and chances are you’re going to get a turkey dinner. And lastly, surround yourself with other foster kids—you know they would rather hangout than looking up grumpy cat memes all day! |