Hello,
everybody! Welcome to December 26...also known as Boxing Day in some
parts of the world.
In
Canada, Boxing Day is widely considered to be one of the biggest
shopping days of the whole year...some might even say that it ranks
up there with the American Black Friday in terms of deals, savings,
and claustrophobic crowds of people. Certainly not my idea of a fun
experience.
While
I won't be taking part in shopping during Boxing Day sales, I will be
working them. So, because of my hectic schedule, this particular
blog entry is going to be slightly shorter than normal. But, I'm
sure that most of you will understand. It is the holidays, after
all.
Besides,
I don't really want to talk about Boxing Day. Instead, I want to
talk about yesterday.
My
Christmas celebrations were some of the best ones that I have ever
experienced. I really had a lot of fun, and I certainly hope that
all of you had just as much fun with your own holiday celebrations as
well.
Part
of the fun with regards to Christmas are the various holiday
traditions and inside jokes that families share with each other at
this time of year. And, as it so happens, I want to share a story
with you in regards to one of these traditions, which links to the
blog topic at hand.
The
story begins when I was a toddler. Apparently when I was a little
boy, there was a particular book that I really loved. Mind you, I
don't really remember the book as I was way too young to even so much
as picture what it even looked like, but according to my family, they
would have to read the book to me on average...oh...fifty-three times
a day! That's how much I loved that book.
Now,
here's the thing. I'm a little bit embarrassed to admit what this
book was because it wasn't exactly a book that was considered to be
the most...shall we say, manly? Yet, it was a book that I really
loved and probably would have continued to love had it not gotten
lost during a move.
Would
you like to know what the book was? I'll give you a hint. It
starred this cute little feline below.
That's
a creature by the name of “Hello Kitty”. And since I've brought
it up, I may as well inform you that this is the topic of the Boxing
Day blog entry!
Apparently,
Hello Kitty will be celebrating its 40th anniversary in
2014. I actually had no idea that she was that old, to be completely
honest. The first appearance of Hello Kitty was in 1974, created by
a woman named Yuko Shimizu. The character was added into the line of
characters created by the Japanese company, Sanrio (established in
1962), and she first made her appearance on a coin purse where she
was seated between a goldfish bowl and a milk bottle.
It
wouldn't be until 1976 that Hello Kitty would make her appearance in
North America. And, although the Hello Kitty line was originally
marketed towards young girls (which is precisely why I was a little
bit embarrassed to admit that I owned a Hello Kitty book), now you
can find Hello Kitty products for all ages and genders.
I
think Hello Kitty is unique in the sense that it has actually
increased in popularity with each passing year. It had a brief slump
in sales in the late 1970s, but over the years, Hello Kitty could be
found in a variety of places. There are Hello Kitty pencil cases,
Hello Kitty notebooks, Hello Kitty pencils, Hello Kitty cosmetics,
Hello Kitty clothing, and as of 2009, bank customers could even have
an image of Hello Kitty imprinted on their charge cards!
It
is reported that Hello Kitty generates a worldwide income of over
five billion dollars each year! Not bad for a little white cat with
a big pink bow on its head who is as tall as five apples and weighs
as much as three apples!
Heh...apples
as a measuring tool. Who would have thought?
I
know this history of Hello Kitty seems a little bit brief, but the
reason for that is because the history of Hello Kitty is not really
the important part of the story.
As
I explained before, my link with Hello Kitty dates back thirty years.
When I was a year old, this was my favourite book.
The
book was called “Hello Kitty Can Count”, and from what I can
gather based on the one and only reference that I could find
regarding the book, it was written in the style of “one, two,
buckle my shoe”.
You
know, now that I have just typed that out, I do vaguely remember
hearing a story that had a lot of that “one, two, buckle my shoe”
read to me constantly. So, maybe in some part of my brain, that
story has stuck, even if it does sound a bit hazy.
But
then one fateful day, my family moved from one house to another, and
in the madness of it all, that “Hello Kitty Can Count” book
disappeared. And, since the book seems to be out of print, my family
never did find another copy of it.
So,
here's where the fun family tradition comes into play.
For
the last few years, my sister has consistently given me themed gifts
for Christmas each year. She manages to give some really nice gifts
to all of us each year, but she always manages to give me at least
one gag gift each year.
Two
years ago, for instance, she gave me a Hello Kitty pen that naturally
wrote in hot pink ink. Because, one can never have enough pens that
have cartoon characters on them.
And
last year, I was given a bottle of Hello Kitty travel shampoo. And,
before you ask, yes I did use it. And, no I don't feel that I am
giving up my so-called “man card” by admitting it. When one runs
out of shampoo, you do what you gotta do, right?
This
year was no exception. Not only did I get Hello Kitty chocolates,
but I also got this.
A
Hello Kitty ceramic jellybean jar, complete with “Jelly Belly”
jellybeans.
Now,
granted, these gifts from my sister are given to me in jest, and
aren't meant to be taken seriously at all. But, they also symbolize
a very fond childhood memory that I had, and it's cool that my family
also holds those memories in such high regard. We can joke about it,
but it's moments like those that help bring all of us closer
together. And, that to me is what holidays are all about.
Of
course, my sister claims to not rest until she can find a way to get
a copy of that book back in my possession...and even if she does find
it, I imagine that the Hello Kitty gag gifts will keep coming.
And,
I'm perfectly fine with that.
So,
I'm keeping the jellybean jar in a place of honour. After all, I do
love jellybeans.
Well,
maybe not all the flavours. Any of you like licorice jellybeans?
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