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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Christmas Gifts (11/13/08)

TITLE: Magi?
By Larie Norvell
11/19/08


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Chrrrrrisssh! The sound of the ripped snowflake paper lingered for a few seconds. According to my sister, I am taking too long to open the gift. But that’s only because she wants to see if the gift is something of benefit to her as well. My brother offered to help so that he could get to his next gift. Daddy and Mommy said in unison, “Ya’ll leave her alone!” After I removed the tape that held the box together, out came two hats, scarves and gloves. Depressingly, I murmured a thank you as Kevin snickered while he tore his paper with one big, SWWWWISH. Lavern and I fell backwards in hysterical laughter when a five-pack of brightly colored briefs, with, “Mama’s Boy,” stitched on them, dropped to the floor! Kevin didn’t seem to think it was funny. He said, “THANKS MOM” and tried to divert the attention to Lavern by suggesting that she open her gift next. My brother and I tease our sister because of her meticulous and predictable habits. We watched Lavern carefully unwrap the reindeer stained paper. She does this so that she will not tear the gift wrap; hoping to reuse or place it in her scrapbook. Lavern appreciated the paper by lovingly admiring it and then gently folding it. We all waited and were not surprised when she said, “I think I’ll keep this one for my scrapbook!”

“AAAAAHHHHH!” Lavern’s shriek caused Kevin and I a bit of confusion. We could not distinguish if it was happiness or disappointment. Lavern held the title and keys to her first car in her hands. I thrust my elbow into Kevin’s side in reaction to his vigorously shaking me at the shoulder. “Yeah, yeah, I see it. So what?” I had mixed feelings. Well, I guess it’s her gift that will be benefiting me.

We loaded the remaining various sized and wrapped gifts into the hatchback of Lavern’s Escort and headed to Papa and Mimaw’s house. At our grandparent’s home, we had more gifts to open. This time, Kevin went first. Mimaw had knitted socks to match his underwear; only this time, the stitching noted that he is “Racin’ to Mimaw’s!” Papa made Kevin promise that he would show “all his little buddies” how much his Mimaw cares for him. I teased, “Haaa-ha!”

Lavern decided to go next. Mimaw had crocheted purple seat covers, Lavern’s favorite color! She was ecstatic and hurried off to dress her seats and take Papa for a ride. I wanted to open my gift in private, but I knew better. Off came the paper and out came yarn and two knitting needles! Papa said that he was for sure that I would make him something fine. I smiled, kissed Papa and Mimaw and whispered to Kevin, “Let me know when you want a sweater to match your underwear and socks!” He rolled his eyes and playfully pushed me away.

“Okay everybody, it’s time to unwrap our family gift.” Papa’s commanding voice drew us to the dining room. In a circle we stood, holding hands, snuggling close and bowing our heads. Papa lifted his humble voice to God, “Father in Heaven, Creator of life, our family praise you. We thank you Lord God for choosing us for Your work and for one another. Thank you for allowing us to honor this tradition of family again…” Papa paused so that he could grab the gift. We each wrote a note to one family member thanking, and complimenting him/her and place it into what we call the family gift box. Papa reads the notes and includes them in his prayer as thanks to God.

Finally it was time for one last gift for all; Papa “ripped” open the turkey and said, “Let’s eat!”


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Jan Ackerson 11/23/08
Cute--I felt like I was eavesdropping on a rollicking family Christmas.

A few minor grammatical and punctuation glitches to edit, but nothing too distracting.

What is "reindeer stained" paper? Yikes!