tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419042736661556334.post7548501001675967604..comments2023-12-21T18:46:57.631+08:00Comments on Tea With Tina: Once Upon a ChristmasTinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07610228804345285508noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419042736661556334.post-83746304667368976592010-12-31T21:48:31.564+08:002010-12-31T21:48:31.564+08:00Hi Andrew! Father Dapoz must have been in Tuaran. ...Hi Andrew! Father Dapoz must have been in Tuaran. He rode his motorbike all the zigzag way to my kampong. I'm not sure if he had ever taken our good friend, Gunsayau, to act as 'altar boy'.Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07610228804345285508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419042736661556334.post-18025520384944690962010-12-31T02:10:44.357+08:002010-12-31T02:10:44.357+08:00Back in the 60s Christmas mass was celebrated norm...Back in the 60s Christmas mass was celebrated normally near mid-night. We walked home after the mass with large group of people singing the carol songs all the way till we reached home under the bright moon light night. It was really fun.<br /><br />I know Father Dapoz personally. He has a powerful memory remembering people long and difficult names. He speaks very good Dusun language too. Where was his parish church at that in your story?TUININGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11062556797839243029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419042736661556334.post-58758478441207980842010-12-30T12:33:34.886+08:002010-12-30T12:33:34.886+08:00Thanks for popping in, Verone. Christmas, for me, ...Thanks for popping in, Verone. Christmas, for me, always means family and food! Hope you had a wonderful Christmas... and a great year ahead!Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07610228804345285508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419042736661556334.post-3357239582436841622010-12-28T13:41:28.499+08:002010-12-28T13:41:28.499+08:00Your childhood christmases were indeed more meanin...Your childhood christmases were indeed more meaningful, though I don't envy you for the hypoglycemia :). It must have been terrible. During my time, mom was still strict about not eating anything an hour before church (although I learnt in catechism class that it was supposed to be an hour before communion) but I guess the mass didn't last as long anymore. All in all, I miss the christmas carols the most.Veronehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09240367782918077788noreply@blogger.com