Go have a look at your calendar. Look at the box marked 26 December. Most of you will see written “Boxing Day”. I remember, before I moved to NZ, I always wondered what Boxing Day was. I knew it was celebrated by some Commonwealth countries, so it had some British ties. I even asked a Canadian once what Boxing Day was and she gave me some vague information about giving away toys or boxing up things for the poor or something like that.
When I married and moved to New Zealand I discovered that Boxing Day is a public holiday! No work! Gotta like that. Although the origins of Boxing Day were a bit fuzzy, I’m always willing to do my patriotic duty and take a holiday.
Yesterday, Aussie Kim at Homeschool Savvy did a great post on the meaning of Boxing Day. Hop over there and have a quick read so you’ll know the meaning behind Boxing Day, from an Australian’s perspective.
My resident Kiwi, Handsome, was pretty bummed on Christmas night because he knew he had to go to work on Boxing Day. All day long he just felt it was so weird to have to work on Boxing Day. It’s funny how something like that can really throw you off.