Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Sleigh Riding

Image Attribution: Wikimedia Commons

"Push harder and faster! I want to go as fast as a train."

"Well then push it yourself. This weighs a ton. Plus it's my turn to ride this sled."

"It's not a sled, it's a toboggan."

"It's not a toboggan. They don't have any legs on them. It's a sleigh."

"Well, whatever! Push faster. I can't even feel the wind on my face."

"You know what? I don't want to play with you anymore."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. How about you push for five more minutes?"

"No. How about you push and I go."

"Oh, alright. You big baby."

This drabble was from last year's Advent Calendar.  For this year's Advent Calendar, please visit The Burrow.

Monday, December 13, 2010

No Peeking!

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"Look. They're headed towards the basement."

"I know. I saw them looking for the key to the door in the kitchen cabinets."

"Let's stop them this minute. How dare they look for their gifts, steal keys and sneak around the house."

"They're kids. Didn't you ever look for a hidden gift or shake the box to find out what was in it?"

"Well, yes. But that's besides the point!"

"Anyway, it doesn't matter. I moved all of the gifts to the attic. The only thing they'll find are boxes with lumps of coal."

"I can't wait to see their faces!"

This drabble was from last year's Advent Calendar.  For this year's Advent Calendar, please visit The Burrow.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Palacio Avenida Nata: Christmas in Brazil

The mood is electrifying. Bodies are hugged tightly together in anticipation of the opening night. The cacophony of human voices permeate the air and rise to a crescendo. Music is heard faintly in the background. Singing begins and is beautifully fluid. A hush falls upon the crowd and an angel begins to sing. Countless cherubs join the angel and a heavenly choir sings "Carol of the Bells" in Portuguese. This melody resonates across the square and penetrates the very center of the crowd's soul. The lights appear in unison and the audience moves like a single wave across the ocean.

This was a drabble written for last year's Advent Calendar.  Here is a link to the 2010 December Feature.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Christmas Tree

Dear Santa,

Annually, on the day after Thanksgiving, my family and I put up the Christmas tree.  We drag out the storage bin from the recesses of my husband’s utility closet.  We lay out the tree in it’s various pieces all throughout the living room.  We untangle the lights, sort the decorations, untangle the garland, put together the tree, put everything on the tree and finally take everything down to reorganize them into some symmetrically, aesthetically pleasing arrangement.

Is it any wonder that it took a full two weeks after Thanksgiving to put up the tree and decorate?


This one is for Tara Smith, a fellow Burrower, who had a hectic time putting up her tree.  The image above is obviously not my tree since I have yet to put mine up.  

*hides from pitchforks*

Friday, December 3, 2010

The Yule Goat

"Mother, hurry. We’ll be late for the Yule Festival," Annika shouted.

"I’ll be down in a moment. I’m gathering the clove spiked apples and oranges. Have Anker collect some boughs from the pine trees in the yard and tell Anton to gather a bushel of wheat. And . . .," her breathless mother responded.

"Yes. All is taken care of. I have the holly and mistletoe throughout the house. We have to go. We’ll miss the Yule log and the Yule goat ceremony," whined a frustrated Annika.

"And wassail to you too," Mother toasts as she rushes past with her spiced cider.

Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons, Udo Schroter.

To see more of our drabbles from our December Feature, visit The Burrow.