“So you’re basically hash browns,” said the flashing colored lights. “Maybe you can be served alongside a Christmas ham.”Head over to Booklights to see if you’re right, and add your own holiday favorite to the comments.
“I’m not hash browns!” cried the latke. “I’m something completely different!”
The holiday season is a time for storytelling, and whether you are hearing the story of a candelabra staying lit for more than a week, or a baby born in a barn without proper medical supervision, these stories often feature miracles.
A snowman shadow
paints himself in blue upon
a cold white canvas.— Elaine Magliaro
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Uh, yes! I am now hoarse as a dog (?) from reading it to three classes in a row today. But, they did love it. I wasn't sure they would get it. Or get the message, but I underestimate often. :)
How funny. I just posted late last night that I was resting my voice after six readings (screamings?). Good fun, though. Well worth the lozenges!
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