Okay . . . so my Christmas spirit has officially been rejuvenated.
I went to work today, our last day before break only to walk in and find a very unexpected pile of gifts from my students on my desk. . . and as if that weren't bad enough, I had come just in time to partake in an assembly of children in wild celebration over the birthday of Christ . . . they sang, they danced, and they cheered the incarnation of our Lord. . .
What can I say . . . they were contagious and I became infected.
In the afternoon we did our After-care Christmas program. My firstgraders were a small herd of naughty sheep who became transformed by the arrival of the good Shepard. They played their roles all too well . . .
Did I mention a friend is bringing me a homemade liquor infused fruitcake from his mother in Dominique? And another has promised a piece of her father's Jamaican Rum cake...
Just let those sleigh bells ring a ling, jing jing jing a ling tooooooo!