Christmas

Don't get me wrong, I love christmas. The vibe, family, friends, food, and of course presents. But really what is christmas about? Celebrating the birth of Jesus christ. These days I see this whole hype of buying presents, Sales for chritmas, black friday, getting your christmas tree, all these things that people stress about for one day that just blows by oh so quickly. Imagine a Christmas where it was just a day off to celebrate with your family and friends of the true meaning of christmas. I mean there are people who don't have anything and  they still might have a wonderful christmas, because they believe that family is all you need. And yes the presents are very nice, but that is not what christmas is about. So next time you are getting stressed, or feel bad because you spent more on someone else than them, step back and take a look, They still love you, and if they don't they are probably not the person you want to be around. 

You always hear the stories of little kids stampeding down the hallways, rushing into the living room and ripping presents open. My story is a bit different. On Christmas, I wake up to sunny, warm weather, blue sky's and hotel coffee. Its like the earth has stopped for 24 hours, and focused on trees inside peoples houses and a fake, large, grey haired man in florescent red. We go to the only place open for breakfast, my grandparents lovely house. We all sit down looking at the palm trees and the clear sky, pondering the idea of what movie were going to see. In a movie theater full of people we don't know and smelly, buttery popcorn. What fun. After some time of dissecting every movie we move on to the next topic. Dinner. Always Chinese. The only ethnicity to stay open for "us." You never would know how many Chinese restaurants their are in Palm Beach County until Christmas! So as everyone is eating away at there Ham or Turkey, we are pleasantly eating our Chinese and discussing the in's and out's of the featured film. This is MY Christmas. 

You always hear the stories of little kids stampeding down the hallways, rushing into the living room and ripping presents open. My story is a bit different. On Christmas, I wake up to sunny, warm weather, blue sky's and hotel coffee. Its like the earth has stopped for 24 hours, and focused on trees inside peoples houses and a fake, large, grey haired man in florescent red. We go to the only place open for breakfast, my grandparents lovely house. We all sit down looking at the palm trees and the clear sky, pondering the idea of what movie were going to see. In a movie theater full of people we don't know and smelly, buttery popcorn. What fun. After some time of dissecting every movie we move on to the next topic. Dinner. Always Chinese. The only ethnicity to stay open for "us." You never would know how many Chinese restaurants their are in Palm Beach County until Christmas! So as everyone is eating away at there Ham or Turkey, we are pleasantly eating our Chinese and discussing the in's and out's of the featured film. This is MY Christmas. 

    Every night on Christmas Eve I would try to stay up to see Santa come down my chimney. Read more »

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Year 3001

Nicholas didn't think of himself as a bad person. He was really a good guy. No, a fantastic guy. He just had a... michievous streak that displayed itself in... inventive and... unique ways.

Sure he'd stolen some stuff. Some classic relics. A piece of currency that had been worth millions of credits in olden days, something called a "dollar". And maybe he'd taken a strange device that played music before InstaDownloads. i-something. Read more »

Decorate the tree with a dress of greens and reds,
see it has potential without a power outlet.
Yet, the star means nothing unless plugged in,
like landscapes soaked in sunlight— then buildings crash in.

Technology curls past the crevices of the mind,
the rope that loops around stone,
television, computers, phones galore,
a Christmas gone blind from false beauty.

Dawn dances down ditches,
while many act “practical” and surface minded.
These boxes of ribbon, gifts and materials,
are just a few fish in the sea of why?

Solemn sea so strictly stern, Read more »

I believe in Christmas.
I am in no way, shape or form Christian, but for me, Christmas has moved past the traditional celebration of Christ. I know there are Christians who resent this view, and I don't mean to offend. Read more »

Twas the day of the baseball game
When all on the field.
All the fans were clapping,
Would the winner be revealed?
The umps were all standing,
The game was in play.
The pitcher stepped up to the mound,
And had something to say.
My team could not figure it out
By the look on his face.
Though it looked as if he
Was very out of place.
His shoes untied,
And he had to decide.
Was he going to pitch,
Or was he going to ditch?
Now everyone’s cheering for the man at the plate,
His name was the great, unmistakable Nate!
He’s the best on the team out of all of the kids, Read more »

On Christmas I am going to my cousin's house. I am going to sleep at my grandma's house. I have a sister who is nice. Sometimes she is mean and I tell my mom on her. I like Christmas.

I am thankful for the one person that has made every day, Christmas Day for me. The one person that understands me, the one person who at nine o'clock at night asks me if I want scrambled eggs, just to impress me by his cooking. This person has made me tape pink hearts up on my wall long after Valentine's Day; one for every moment that I've had with him where he seemed to steal my heart, just like young children's excited hands as they eagerly grab “Be Mine!” candies and “You're The One” valentines in February. Read more »

Christmas snow

By Thaddeus Day
Shrewsbury Mountain School, Grade 5

The gentle snow falls
Kids enjoy their Christmas
Sledding down the hill.

Holiday colors of green and red
Have come out around us once again

The streets are white and brown and gray
After the snowfall of yesterday

Radios blare with holiday cheer
But it’s them we’ll soon hate to hear

Pine trees crowd living rooms
As the 25th looms

The air is cold, the sky is clear
We wait for Santa and his reindeer

Christmas… Read more »

Every Christmas Eve my house warms up with the sweet smell of cookies in the oven. There is nothing better than the smell of fresh baked cookies especially chocolate chip cookies. We get into our new pajamas that we just unwrapped. I put a movie on and take my first cookie. The cookie is warm and mushy as I put the cookie in my mouth. My first bite is chocolaty as the cookie melts in my mouth. I love eating cookies on Christmas Even with my family.

A Perfectly Innocent Christmas Letter

Dear friends and family,
I am writing to wish you all
a very happy Christmas
and to give an update
on what's going on in our little family.

Those of you with whom
we have little contact otherwise
may be under the impression
that we are now a family of eight.
This would, however, be a false assumption to make
as we have recently had our numbers
reduced to three,
and perhaps soon to be two
by the time you receive the letter
because Timmy has been suffering
from a spot of Leukemia lately,
which has hit our finances quite severely.

We were, as I mentioned in the last letter,
expecting a sixth child
some time around the New Year
but he was unavoidably miscarried
late in the third trimester.

The second to go was Jimmy
who fell out of a chairlift in March
into a drunken snowboarder
who was going far too fast.
It turned out that he had a rib through his heart
or something
if I remember correctly. Read more »

One day I caught a giant moose and I wrapped an old string of colored Christmas lights around his antlers and plugged him into the side of my house. I watched him go all blinky red, then green, then blue, then yellow. My moose just stood there with his eyelids all droopy and blinked all around like little speckles of fireworks.
One day I sat watching my Christmas moose and I saw a girly moose trot up to him. She got all the way up and put her nose to his and I imagined them going big-moose cross-eyed. They stayed like that for a while, while my moose kept shooting off lights all over the place. Girl moose shook her head back and forth a few times, opened her pudgy lips and let out a real big moose laugh.
She swung her front leg out and stomped the dandelions underneath her, heeing and hawing. A real giggler that one. I saw her knobby knees wiggling back and forth and that great tank of a stomach start pulsating with joy. Read more »

Ugh
By: Maddie Huber

“Ugggggggghhhh!!!” It’s Christmas morning, and my parents have not woken up yet! Waiting is so long, especially when you’re sitting right in front of the presents! I sit in my bed and read my Junie B. Jones book, but it is hard to read because I am reading about this girl who is celebrating Christmas and how can I read about a holiday that I can’t even start to celebrate! It is so tempting to go downstairs and tear open all the presents, even though they’re not for me!
Finally my parents wake up: the moment I have been waiting for all morning. “Presents” I yell, but first before everyone opens their presents, I have to get some breakfast in my stomach. Read more »

So many emotions, all at one time
I feel like I'm about to burst
Wow! It's Christmas, happiness everywhere
The family's come and gone, presents opened and put away
But the magic and love still remains

This is way shorter than most poems I write, I guess I'm having writer's block, anyways, Everybody I hope you had a very Merry Christmas, and have a great New Year!

I wasn't expecting today to be too great. As is tradition, last night was spent with my aunt, uncle, and their son. However, my mom decided that this year, we'd spend Christmas with my recently divorced uncle (just as we spent Thanksgiving with him). In the past, Christmas Day has been spent with my mom, daddy, and grandmother; since 8th grade, my best friend and I always hung out for a few hours, too. That's always been good enough for me. But this year, things have changed. I have a job and a significant other, not to mention tons of homework. Yes, I had to work yesterday. No, my boyfriend's in Connecticut. To add to everything, Saturnalia failed.

The past few days have been miserable. Read more »

12/25/08 4:40 am
Today is Christmas!! In the morning the deal is if Lindsay, my sister, and I wait 'til 6:00 a.m., and we get mommy and daddy a cup of coffee, and we take the dogs out, they will get up and we can open presents then. Even though it is way before 6:00 I have a felling of what we will do. After Mom and Dad get up, they will feed the dogs and grab a quick fruit to fill them before breakfast, then we will all meet in the living room and open our stockings.

After that we will rotate around and each will go and grab a present from under the tree, bring it to the living room and open it. Then we will all have breakfast.

I will write back soon to tell if I was right.

For our family, Christmas was always different than other families. My parents were at eachother's throats, all holiday pretenses of unity gone a long time ago. My siblings and I were never close. After recieving our christmas gifts, we would disperse to enjoy our gifts alone. Grandma would try to pull everyone together. Try and fail.

Then, my parents were divorced and we tried to navigate our way through a new set of holiday storms. When my mother would start marshalling her forces, I would feel like a Christmas package to be opened at her leisure. Dad was alawys sad and never smiled. He wasn't always the best about filling up our stockings, but he did fill it with left us feeling loved.

This year, we are moving soon. Half of my room lies in boxes. My brother and sister are with their mom and we will spend Christmas Eve driving down to them to so they may join us get on an airplane to get our new car. Christmas day will be spent in a hotel. Read more »

The Red Car
By Lexus Forkas
“What do you think Santa is gunna bring you this Christmas, Johnny?” 6-year-old Sam asked, waiting keenly for Johnny’s answer.
“I think he’s gunna give me that shinny red car I’ve always wanted. My momma said she would try to give it to me for Christmas, before she went away. And I have been saving up for it since I was 5 ½.” When Johnny was almost done his sentence, he started to cry.
“It’s ok Johnny, we all miss our mommy’s and daddy’s.” Sam replied while patting Johnny softly on his back. “But we all know that Santa will give us a nice home, with new mommies and daddies.” Read more »

snow, twirling down, through the air, wind blowing it in your face, draging your beautiful christmas tree through the sparkeling snow piled up to make a cold blanket laying on the frozen ground, making traks. finally getting to the big warm house waiting for you, lit up with white lights for the holiday. you get inside going through the harsh cold winter into the warm gentle feeling of home.family members soround you.th yelling and exitement of children running toward you at full speed to help put up the christmas tree. after the christmas tree is put up and the presents are under it, it's time for dinner. everyone sits down to have the wounderful feast that was prepared, ham, mashed potatoes, salad, pie, everything! we all hold hands close our eyes, and think about the people who couldn't be there. Read more »

I examine my camera
I've only had it
For half a year

Kodak EasyShare M853

"8.2 mega pixels"
Proudly gleams
In the lower
Left-hand corner

There's nothing too special
About the camera itself
It's what it's been used for
That captivates me

I've shot pictures of:

A snow fall
That will never fall
Exactly the same
Ever again

My cousin's
Second birthday
Where he sang himself
Happy Birthday
Before snorting out
The candles

Christmas with
My best friend
With my mom and dad
The first Christmas dinner
I cooked myself

Random adventures
With unmistakenly_alive12
My best friend
Where we stay up late
Worrying about sounds
In her house
Writing poetry
Gaffawing about idiots
Contemplating the meaning of life

Normal stuff

I've shot pictures of: Read more »

It’s Poodie, the Christmas elf,
As bright as one can be!
It’s Poodie, the Christmas elf,
Gather around and see!

She wears her lights all around
To bring cheer to children,
But beware and don’t get close,
She’s the meanest elf that’s ever been….

Ohhhhh…..

It’s Poodie, the Christmas elf,
As bright as one can be!
It’s Poodie, the Christmas elf, Read more »

The Tales of Winter

Winter comes once a year. It comes with love, presents, family gatherings and parties. Well, Christmas does any way. Winter brings joy, happiness, and always comes with a white snow. Read more »

I woke up this morning thinking, “Yes, it’s Christmas!” I looked out my window and everything was covered in white fluffy snow. I looked at my closet door. It was brown with white trim and a gold door knob. My closet door looked so peaceful in the light. I look at my clock, only eight; my parents wouldn’t even be up this early. I silently got out of bed and opened my door. Read more »