As most of you know, our EC-Grade 8 school nurse, Mrs. Brenda Shelly, isn't just any school nurse. She's also the author of our blog, The Window, and our resident poet laureate to boot. With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore, Mrs. Shelly has penned the EC-8 Campus version of "Twas the Night Before Christmas."
'TWAS THE WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS
The Dock Mennonite Academy EC-8 Version...
'Twas the week before Christmas and all through the schools
It was so hard to focus on learning and rules
The snowflakes were hung by the ceiling with care,
Hoping all remote learners would log on...(so rare).
Main office was shivering, wanting quilted warm beds,
While visions of space heaters danced in their heads
Claire knitted, Kim painted, Andrew knotted his tie,
All collapsed by their work piles and dreamt of some pie
When out on the track there arose such a clatter,
Kathy set down her camera to see what was the matter.
Away to the window she flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The sun on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Found Jenn out a-jogging with healthy pink glow.
When, what to our wondering ears should appear,
Laura's ringing soprano with carols to hear.
Katie's fingers were flying on piano keys so quick,
Jaynie singing with gusto (and laying it on thick...)
More rapid than eagles, coworkers they came
Crowds gathering, whistling, and calling by name
Longacre! Stop singing, you're causing distraction!
Hey Landes, be quiet, my class is in action!
To the end of the hall now- and please close the door!
They begged them and told them they wanted no more.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
EC students were buzzing, we can't tell a lie.
Concentration was useless, and math facts NOT THERE,
Masked kids were all sidetracked (holidays to prepare).
And then, in a twinkling, we saw in the Caf
fresh omelettes to cheer us, from Bill and his staff
As we drew in our heads, and were turning around,
Calories began mounting (by great leaps and bounds).
Missy dressed all in wool from her head to her feet,
(Carpool duty requires that you build up some heat...)
A bundle of books, she had flung on her back,
And she looked like a peddler, just opening her pack.
There were candy canes and jingle bells found in the halls
Secret Angels were landing, just like bouncing balls
Jonathan sprayed all the windows with clean Christmas mist
While students updated their long Christmas lists
But then we remembered the reason for cheer
It was Jesus' birthday, the best time of year
The shepherds and wisemen were soon to appear
And the beauty of Christmas was coming quite near
Angels sang with loud voices, announcing the birth
The best gift of all, God came down to the earth
A cry from the manger; his sweet little head
Reminds us again we have nothing to dread.
He spoke many words and went straight to his work,
And filled all our hearts, never pausing to shirk,
And giving his life all for us (as he chose),
After three days of sadness, His promise: He rose!
So while struggling to find your last gift at the mall
And finding patience to deal with this virus and all...
Remember the reason Dock still gets it right,
Blessed Christmas to all, and to all, a great night!