I invited my beloved older son and younger son. The plans for having dinner together and playing games were Double Special Plans. Based on the variety of chocolates we bought and the number of children invited, the amount of chocolate the children would take home might be about one small plastic bagful.
However, after we bought them, an alumni—now a millionaire—arrived and shared his life story and how he regained his life. (In this context, those who escaped the drug world are often welcomed with the 'Happy Birthday' song for their one-year anniversary of being saved from drugs). Right after that, another 20 kg of assorted chocolates arrived.
In addition, we wrote down the four most-wanted Personal Items we desired. The Camp Team Leader and the alumni decided, and the items arrived under the Christmas tree as gift boxes for us. Everyone received what they wished for, including me.
We created paintings we had drawn ourselves and other Christmas decorations on the wall where our family meeting would take place. (My job was to ensure the walls weren't damaged by those who were putting things up, to arrange the electrical lighting, and to handle technical matters like determining if it was DC or AC and running the female pin to the necessary points).
The Camp Family members held a lottery. The name I drew from the list of Family Members was the name of a girl I really didn't get along with, so I suppose I was quite unlucky, or maybe lucky. My responsibility was to buy her something she needed as a gift, using my own money.
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