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It’s Days Before Christmas

Snoopy – Charles Schulz

It’s almost Christmas. I know it is, judging from the number of e-mails I get from stores getting desperate with their last minute offerings including a Rolex look-alike. Another watch? Thanks, but, no thanks. I’ve already got a Casio watch that serves me well.

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December 23, 2013 at 12:32 pm 13 comments

A Thanksgiving Story

A Norman Rockwell Painting

This is my first attempt at writing a children’s story. I wrote it while killing time in a Washington, D.C. suburb two years ago. Since it didn’t elicit much interest then, I gave it some thought and made some revisions. Hopefully, it was for the better. Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Mr. Smith had a farm in Kentucky. He raised turkeys. There were twenty-one of them.

Mighty Ben was a trouble-maker among the turkeys. He was big and strong and walked as if he owned the place. He had two buddies. One of them was Tricky Dick. The other was Eddie Boy. Together, they ruled over the roost.

Mr. Smith fed his turkeys early in the morning after he had his first cup of coffee. He loved to see them scramble for their meal. Mighty Ben, Tricky Dick, and Eddie Boy always ended up gobbling more than their fair share, leaving the others with less to eat. This posed a problem for Mr. Smith. He thought something must be done about it.

Given their aggressive behaviour, it was no surprise that Mighty Ben, Tricky Dick, and Eddie Boy grew fatter and bigger than the rest of the turkeys. Mighty Ben stood out, most especially, with his legs becoming so plump and round.

On Thanksgiving Day, Mr. Smith’s relatives came to visit. Mrs. Smith prepared for the guests a sumptuous dinner complete with turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie. Everyone enjoyed Mrs. Smith’s cooking. The turkey became an instant hit. It was Mighty Ben with his legs so plump and round.

The morning after Thanksgiving, Mr. Smith went to feed his turkeys as usual. He didn’t see them rushing wildly for their food this time. He wondered what was the matter until he heard them speak.

“I’m going on a diet,” said Tricky Dick.

“Me, too!” said Eddie Boy.

“We’re all going on a diet!” said the rest of the turkeys.

Upon hearing the turkeys, Mr. Smith could only shake his head.

“Oh well, it must be a case of Thanksgiving hangover,” he muttered, as he went back to the house.

November 22, 2012 at 9:26 am 4 comments

i had a dream

snoopy and woodstock – charles schulz

last night i had a strange dream. read on if you will.

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November 21, 2011 at 1:07 am 6 comments

12 days before christmas

charlie brown charles schulz

i know the holiday season is upon us when the local sunday newspaper becomes so heavy with ad inserts that you’ll need proper lifting and bending techniques to pick up your copy from the newsstand. in a way, your effort is rewarded even if you suffer back pains in the process. the ads distract you from reading the news, which are oftentimes bad, and thereby help you maintain your positive outlook in life.

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December 13, 2010 at 1:00 am 4 comments

when the thought doesn’t count

the holiday season should be a time to unwind, relax, and enjoy the company of family and friends. oftentimes it’s not the case. to most people, it has become days of living hell.

it has less to do with the dip in temperature that makes your body hospitable to 250 variants of the cold virus. rather, it has more to do with the high level of stress that the season brings.

in between the sneezing and coughing, there’s this feeling of inadequacy, the surging fear of not being able to live up to the expectations of your loved ones. nowhere is this more pronounced than in exchanging gifts.

buying the perfect gift can be very stressful. for example, what do you buy someone who has everything? no matter the amount of time, money, and effort that you’re willing to expend, you’ll always come up short.

even buying for somebody who doesn’t have everything can be difficult as well. believe me, i’ve been there and done that. when opening the gift, s/he’ll show appreciation. but deep inside, s/he’s disappointed.

and vice versa. the gift that you’ve received in return wouldn’t match the thrill of unwrapping it. it’s anything but the gifts you’d whisper to santa at the mall.

to make matters worse, it makes you paranoid. you start analyzing why you’re getting it. like a cologne? do you really smell that bad? sniff. sniff. oh no! oh my!

the holiday gifts that we give and receive end up in the closet or rewrap like the fruit cakes that are gladly passed around through generations.

why don’t we just do away with this tradition of gift-giving at christmastime? instead of buying for others, we buy for ourselves. that way, we leave no room for disappointment and much aggravation.

but sad to say, it’s wishful thinking. it’ll never be allowed in our civilized society. after all, even the grinch who stole all christmas gifts had a change of heart.

December 26, 2009 at 11:10 am 2 comments

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