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
So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early,and
found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down.
Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "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.
The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her;
a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M"upside down -
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, the laughter
continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.
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