When I was about 6 my aunt gave me a 78 record of Peter and the Wolf. I was crazy about it and played it as often and as many times in a row as opportunity allowed. I just loved the different instruments playing the different characters. Not sure 78rpm recordings of Peter and the Wolf have disappeared, you can probably get a copy on ebay or something.
But serial stories in the newspaper there really isn’t much call for that. I don’t think it’s really been that popular since Charles Dickens, but when I was a kid (which was not in the Victorian Era, I assure you), every Christmas the local paper published a different Christmas themed story broken up into daily excerpts (except Sunday) that started on December 1 and finished on Christmas eve. I don’t know if the stories were syndicated or written by a local journalist or really who wrote them or where they came from, but I loved them and couldn’t wait for the opportunity to read the day’s offering. Of course I had to wait until the adults were done pawing over the paper, which sometimes took forever…but eventually I would get to read it. It’s such a little nothing thing but I don’t know how to convey the excitement and joy this story brought me every day in the month of December for most of my childhood.
Also I remember a TV special, Amahl and the Night Visitors, I guess it was an opera or something like that and I looked forward to it every year. All the adults were across the hall in my grandmother’s apartment celebrating before midnight mass so I was able to watch what I wanted on TV. I usually watched it alone because the other kids could never make it past a couple of minutes, mostly they thought it was stupid and boring, but I loved it. It became part of my own personal and singular Christmas tradition (I was always a very self contained unit, a SCUBA without the U, SCBA, I guess.) It was only on for a few years though and I’ve never seen it again. Probably for the best because no doubt I would have tried to get other’s to watch it and that never ended well.
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