One of my family's most beloved Christmas Eve traditions was Mom reading us the Christmas story from the Bible and Dad reading us THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS. I can still hear his voice when I read it.
Here are my favorite parts:
A Visit from St. Nicholas
by Clement Clarke Moore
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The moon, on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the luster of midday to objects below;
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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
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And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
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“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
I read that to my son tonight. I wish we had a prettier edition--ours is some random cheapo paperback--but he didn't seem to mind. :-)
ReplyDeleteAni and I have been reading the poem all month in our board book version. I'm so sad to be putting it away soon.
ReplyDeleteOkay -- maybe we'll leave it out a couple of more days . . . .