Brenda is a native North Dakotan and very pleased to be involved in the world of education through the NDSU Extension Service in Ramsey County. Her family and friends can make life interesting at times but there is always an opportunity for ...
Brenda is a native North Dakotan and very pleased to be involved in the world of education through the NDSU Extension Service in Ramsey County. Her family and friends can make life interesting at times but there is always an opportunity for learning along the way.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house,
Not a creature was stirring, unless you were the host of the house
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that all the guests would soon be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of visits from cousins danced in their heads,
And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a “quick before the relatives arrived “nap
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a mini-van filled with company so dear
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must Step-Uncle Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now! Cousin! Now! Aunt, Now! Niece, and Grandpa,
"On! Nephew! On! Step-Mom! On! Brother-in-Law and Grandma;
"To the top of the driveway! To the top of the porch wall!
"Now move in quickly, quickly move in for a week or two all!"
As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of suitcases and Step-Uncle Nick too:
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little accompanying pet’s hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
In the front door Step-Uncle Nick came with a bound:
He was dressed all in fleece, from his head to his han(d)
And his clothes were all wrinkled from being crammed in the van
A bundle of suitcases was flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack:
His eyes - how they twinkled! His dimples how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a beefstick he held tight in his teeth,
And the aroma of it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old relative of an elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And checked the frig for a snack; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod, moved to the TV room to repose.
He sprung to his van, to his family gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight-
Happy Christmas to all, We’ll be back Next Year! & to All a good night!