christmas spirit
I realized that I'm finally into the holiday spirit this morning when I spontaneously started singing "Silver Bells" while getting ready for work. So I'll probably have enough spirit to get all my gifts wrapped, and maybe go out and pick up some gift cards and a few odds and ends, unless the snow is bad tonight.
Like many people at this time of year, I tend to reminisce about Christmases from when I was a kid. One of my favorites is a kind of mysterious happening. I was in grade 4, and it was the first year we had our cat. We had set up and decorated our tree on a Saturday afternoon.
My mother was concerned that the new cat might damage or knock down the tree, but since we had no way to keep her away from it we hoped it wouldn't happen.
That night, at around 1 AM, we were all awaken by a loud bang-crash-whoosh kinda noise, followed by the sound of things rolling across the floor. I saw the light come on in my parents room, heard my mom cursing the cat. Her and dad got up, and my brother and I also got up to see what had happened.
We expected to see the tree toppled and ornaments all over the living room floor. But we came into the living room to find the tree standing, nothing out of place, and the cat nowhere nearby. Searching the rest of the house we found nothing else out of order.
We still don't know what made that noise. It may have been something we all dreamt at the same time; or a noise from something hitting outside that somehow reverberated in an odd way that made it sound like it was inside. It wasn't Santa because it wasn't Christmas Eve.
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Like many people at this time of year, I tend to reminisce about Christmases from when I was a kid. One of my favorites is a kind of mysterious happening. I was in grade 4, and it was the first year we had our cat. We had set up and decorated our tree on a Saturday afternoon.
My mother was concerned that the new cat might damage or knock down the tree, but since we had no way to keep her away from it we hoped it wouldn't happen.
That night, at around 1 AM, we were all awaken by a loud bang-crash-whoosh kinda noise, followed by the sound of things rolling across the floor. I saw the light come on in my parents room, heard my mom cursing the cat. Her and dad got up, and my brother and I also got up to see what had happened.
We expected to see the tree toppled and ornaments all over the living room floor. But we came into the living room to find the tree standing, nothing out of place, and the cat nowhere nearby. Searching the rest of the house we found nothing else out of order.
We still don't know what made that noise. It may have been something we all dreamt at the same time; or a noise from something hitting outside that somehow reverberated in an odd way that made it sound like it was inside. It wasn't Santa because it wasn't Christmas Eve.
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