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hristmas is a time traditionally spent with family. We all sit at the table and catch up, eat, laugh and love the people that matter most to us.
Aspects of this ritual may be changing and This is Zimbabwe (the Sokwanele blog) hits on this important result of the crisis in Zimbabwe.
It suddenly struck me that our Christmas table would no longer be the core of the family. There will be tables in other parts of the world where a larger proportion of our family will be seated together. I have no doubt they will toast us - their absent family - as we will them.
This is Zimbabwe goes on to wonder:
Ican’t help but wonder (and dread) if our table will shrink in the course of 2009 - if the stragglers left seated next to me will also pack up and leave? I wonder which table I will be sitting at next year, and if it is possible that a table somewhere else could ever feel like home to me?