Twas the week before Christmas
And all through my class,
The students were buzzing, not a one was on task.
The stockings were hung on the incentive board with care,
In hopes that “smiley” stickers soon would be there.
The kid’s desks were strewn with Christmas drawings of green & red,
While visions of class parties danced in their heads.
With my chalk,markers, spelling lists in hand, I donned my “super teacher’s cap”
And longingly I looked forward to a long, Christmas break nap.
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk to see what was a matter
Away to the teacher’s lounge I flew like a flash,
Tore open the doors, ran to the window in a dash.
The sun on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave lustre to the playground objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But the “ho, ho” man himself…yes with reindeer!!
With a sleigh, and a smile so lively and quick,
I thought to myself…am I feeling quite sick?
Or could this indeed be the famous St. Nick!
Through the door St. Nicholas came with a bound,
Went straight to the teacher’s boxes, with nary a sound.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
And filled all the boxes, with goodies, bonus checks and other great perks.
And laying his finger aside of his cheek
And giving a nod..said…”Good teacher, take heart..tis but one more week!”
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down on a thistle,
I wound my way back to my own classroom halls,
With my students gleefully bouncing off the four walls,
But I heard him exclaim as he drove off with elation,
Merry Christmas dear Teachers…and enjoy your Vacation!
Reworked from Clement C. Moore’s “Twas The Night Before Christmas” by Heather Skipworth Craven
Sent by J.