Tuesday, December 13, 2005

The "W" in Christmas

I received this in an email and I have no idea where it started or who wrote it, but I enjoyed it and thought it would be nice to share with our readers.

Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations -- extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six-year-old. For weeks, he'd been memorizing songs for his school's "WinterPageant." I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the production.

Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.

So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.

Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holidayas Christmas, " I didn't expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment - songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer. So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.

Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row-center stage -- held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.

As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up hisportion had presented the complete message, "Christmas Love."

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her; a small,quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down -- totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W." The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W."

Although many teachers tried to shush the children, thelaughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.

A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.

For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:
"C H R I S T W A S L O V E"

And, I believe, He still is.

Amazed in His presence...Humbled by His love. May each of you have a Very Merry Merry Christmas as you reflect on His Amazing Love for us...

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Tooth Fairy Meets Santa Claus

I wrote this story based on a true event in my life when I was five years old. I lost two teeth and left them under my pillow. The next morning, there was money under my pillow, presents under the tree and my teeth were still on the counter. My mom told me that Santa and the Tooth Fairy must have run into each other and she forgot my teeth. If you like the story, share it with your children or grandchildren.

The Tooth Fairy Meets Santa Claus



“Mommy, Mommy! Come quick!” Jacob shouted.

“What’s the matter?” Mommy called, running to Jacob’s room.

Jacob held out his chubby hand and grinned. “I’m a big boy now!”

“What a fine looking tooth.” Mommy said. “We’ll put it under your pillow tonight for the Tooth Fairy.”

“Yippee! And Santa’s coming, too! Do you think he and the Tooth Fairy know each other?” Jacob asked.

“I’m sure they do. Now you hop into bed while I get your tooth pouch.”

Jacob sat in bed examining his tooth. “Mommy, what does the tooth fairy do with all those teeth?”

“I don’t know for sure, Jacob. But I’ve heard that she throws them in the sky and they become shooting stars. Now let’s put that tooth under your pillow. The sooner you get to sleep, the sooner it will be Christmas morning.”

“I’m going to stay awake and wait for Santa and the Tooth Fairy!” Jacob said.

“Remember, Santa doesn’t come if you’re awake.”

Jacob immediately lay down and closed his eyes. He tried to stay awake after his mommy left the room, but he was soon fast asleep.

Jacob woke up suddenly. It was still dark outside, but he heard voices and laughter downstairs. Tiptoeing down the steps, he peeked into the living room.

There was Santa and the Tooth Fairy! She was laughing and brushing cookie crumbs from her skirt. Santa handed her the glass of milk then turned his head.

“Hello, Jacob. Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

“Yes, Santa, but I woke up and heard voices.”

The Tooth Fairy giggled and smiled. “I’m sorry we woke you. Santa and I don’t often run into each other. We were just enjoying a nice chat.”

“Come on, Jacob. I’ll walk you back to your room and tuck you in bed,” Santa said.

“I’ll be up in a minute, Jacob. Just as soon as I have another sip of milk,” the Tooth Fairy promised.

Jacob and Santa walked quietly up the stairs. Santa tucked Jacob in and said, “You’ve been a very good boy this year, Jacob. I’ll leave a little something in your stocking to celebrate losing your first tooth.”

“Thanks, Santa, you’re the best!” Jacob gave him a big hug.

The Tooth Fairy came in and kissed Jacob lightly on the forehead. “Sleep well, kiddo. I must be going.”

“Um, Tooth Fairy? Could I ask you a question?”

“Sure!”

“Just what do you do with all those teeth?”

The Tooth Fairy smiled, “Since children do such a good job of brushing and flossing their teeth these days, I am able to recycle them. I give them to friends to build castles in Fairy Land. The sun shining on the white teeth makes everything so bright and cheery. They also make pretty earrings, see?”

Jacob smiled and rubbed his eyes. “Night, night, Tooth Fairy.”

“Good night. Pleasant dreams.”

Just as the sun began to rise, Jacob got up and rushed to his parents’ room. “Get up! It’s Christmas Day!”

Mommy and Daddy followed him downstairs. Before opening presents, Jacob told them what had happened the night before.

Mommy smiled and said, “It was probably just a dream, dear.”

Jacob shook his head and held up his hand. “Here’s the dollar from the Tooth Fairy. I’ll check my stocking!”

Sticking out of Jacob’s stocking was a brand new toothbrush. “See! I told you!” Jacob grinned.

“Hey! Look what’s here on the mantle! It’s my tooth. The Tooth Fairy must have laid it down when she was having milk and cookies!”

Mommy and Daddy looked surprised. Daddy said, “Well son, you are a lucky little fellow. I never got to meet the Tooth Fairy or Santa. So what are you going to do with that tooth?”

Jacob thought a moment and said. “The Tooth Fairy recycles them, so I’ll leave it under my pillow again where she’ll be able to find it.”

When Jacob got out of bed the next morning, his tooth was gone. A note rested in its place. The Tooth Fairy promised him a pair of earrings for his mom just as soon as his next tooth fell out.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Twas the Night Before Christmas...with a twist

I received this in an email and wanted to share:

It's so easy to get caught up the busyness of the season. Let's not forget what the season's about.

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the town
Not a sign of Baby Jesus was anywhere to be found.

The people were all busy with Christmas time chores
Like decorating, and baking, and shopping in stores.

No one sang "Away in a manger, no crib for a bed".
Instead, they sang of Santa dressed-up in bright red.

Mama watched Martha Stewart, Papa drank beer from a tap.
As hour upon hour the presents they'd wrap

When what from the T.V. suddenly caught their ears ?'
Cept an ad.. which told of a big sale at Sears.

So away to the mall they all flew like ! a flash.
Buying things on credit... and others with cash!

And, as they made their way home from their trip to the mall,
Did they think about Jesus? Oh, no... not at all.

Their lives were so busy with Christmas time things.
No time to remember Christ Jesus, the King.

There were presents to wrap and cookies to bake.
How could they stop to remember who died for their sake?

To pray to the Savior... they had no time to stop.
Because they needed more time to "Shop til they drop!"

On Wal-mart! On K-mart! On Target! On Penney's!
On Hallmark! On Zales! A quick lunch at Denny's

From the big stores downtown to the stores at the mall
They would dash away, dash away, and visit them all!

And up on the roof, there arose such a clatter
As grandpa hung lights up on his brand new step ladder.

He hung lights that would flash. He hung lights that would twirl.
Yet, he never prayed to Jesus... Light of the World.

Christ's eyes... how they twinkle! Christ's Spirit... how merry!
Christ's love... how enormous! All our burdens He'll carry!

So instead of being busy, overworked, and uptight
Let's put Christ back in Christmas and enjoy some good nights!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

14 Days of Christmas


Today I received this cute 'song' in my email box and wanted to share it with our readers. The only credit I have been able to find is that it was written by a homeschooling mom and her children. So whoever you are...thanks!

And here is a link to more homeschool humor.


14 Days of Homeschool

To the tune of "Twelve Days of Christmas."

On the first day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Can you homeschool legally?"

On the second day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the third day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the fourth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the fifth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "YOU ARE SO STRANGE! What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the sixth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "How long will you homeschool, YOU ARE S0 STRANGE, what about P.E. , do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the seventh day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?"

On the eighth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Why do you do this, look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, what about P.E. do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?"

On the ninth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "They'll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E. do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?"

On the tenth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "What about graduation, they'll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the eleventh day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "I could never do that, what about graduation, they'll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the twelfth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "Can they go to college, I could never do that, what about graduation, they'll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they're missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?"

On the thirteenth day of homeschool I thoughtfully replied: "They Can go to college, yes you can do this, they can have graduation, we don't like the prom, we do it cuz we like it, they are missing nothing, we'll homeschool forever, WE ARE NOT STRANGE!, We give them P.E., and we give them tests, they are socialized, AND WE HOMESCHOOL LEGALLY!

On the fourteenth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, "How can I get started, why didn't you tell me, where do I buy curriculum, when is the next conference, WILL PEOPLE THINK WE'RE STRANGE? I think we can do this, if you will help us, can we join P.E. and we'll homeschool legally."



photos: first photo Bailey's One room log school house. Second photo Interior, Fairview Log School. Part of the rules of the Fairview School were: According to the 'Rules of 1872 for Teachers': each teacher will bring a bucket of water and a scuttle of coal for the day's session and will fill lamps and clean chimneys.