Title: A Christmas Carol
Author: Charles Dickens
Today is my last day of holidays, since tomorrow will be spent between three different airports to go back home.
So, what better, during my last day of Christmas vacation, than writing about the most Christmassy book ever?
This work of art by Charles Dickens is my first book of 2018.
I had it there, on my Italian shelf, and I finally picked it up. Of course, my mind was always remanascing the Walt Disney animated movie, which is amazing, but the book is on a whole different level.
For those few who don’t know anything about this book, the story focuses on Ebenezer Scrooge, a mean and cheap old man that, during Christmas night, gets a visit from three spirits: the Ghost of Christmas Past, the Ghost of Christmas Present and the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.
The spirits manage to make Scrooge understand the importance of family, of being kind and of sharing what we have.
Besides the really deep meaning of this book, which is of course to be less selfish and mean, and to be generous and loving, it was a perfect time jump.
During every page, it was like my mind was walking around those grey and black streets of London, looking around and seeing those poor people struggling to eat and warm themselves.
This book really helped me remember that, even if we don’t have everything that we wish to own, we are still really lucky.
Lucky to have a warm meal to eat.
Lucky to have a roof above our head.
Lucky to live in an era where a lot of people are lucky.