The Italian villagers rushed the creche, looking as if they were raiding it but really they were bringing gifts.  My sister sends these clay figurines every year from Naples, and we have a great time guessing what exactly each one is bringing: like, I don't really think Broccoli Man is bringing a big bunch of broccoli, but that's what we've assigned him.  Watermelons?  Not likely.  Then there's the woman who's got her skirt lifted up...what's that all about?