Riecka from which my family in Slovakia comes is a quiet village where people cherish their family, mostly attend church and enjoy their football. It reminds me very much of my favourite modern fairytale, Dr Seuss’s The Grinch Who Stole Christmas.1
Every Who Down in Whoville Liked Christmas a lot… But the Grinch,Who lived just north of Whoville, Did NOT!…. He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos, Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown, At the warm lighted windows below in their town. For he knew every Who down in Whoville beneath, Was busy now, hanging a mistletoe wreath. “And they’re hanging their stockings!” he snarled with a sneer, Then the Grinch said, “Giddap!” And the sleigh started down, Toward the homes where the Whos Lay asnooze in their town. All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air. All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care.
After dinner last night, I took our dog Thor for a walk up the mountain, and stared down at Whoville. Here is Whoville at night on Christmas Eve.
Of course, the Whos tonight had already had their presents and their roast beast so there was nothing to be done for Grinches except plan for another year.
The real Grinch is the original book and the cartoon from 1966.