“Happy Christmas” is what I chose to say
But many greetings are
used for the day
To one and all during
the festive season
And different
languages are the reason
Say "Frolyke
Kerstfeest" or "Joyoo Noel"
"Felleeth
Navidad" even "Glaydlig Yool"
"Kalla
Kristoogenna", "Boo-on Natarlee"
"Boas
Festas" or "Sheng Dan Kwhy Lee"
You could say
"Frerlicker Vine-akten"
Or maybe
"Roshdesrom Kristovim" then
So you can say it in
very many ways
But please never say
“Happy Holidays”
When the Naughty/Nice list is produced at the Northpole Santa is stunned to find that there are more Naughty children on the list than Nice for the first time ever so Santa (Douglas Campbell) refuses to go on with Christmas and leaves with Mrs. Claus (Rebecca Toolan) on their first Hawaiian holiday.
This is great news for
firstborn daughter Rudolfa (Mary Donnelly-Haskell) who is waiting in the wings
to succeed him and wants to turn Christmas into a creepy prank festival, but
her gentle younger sister Kristen (Kathy Ireland) begs for the chance to save
Christmas by redeeming a family who have lost the Christmas spirit, the
Morgan’s.
Workaholic Widower
Bill Morgan (John Dye) spends all his time on business and a budding affair
with a close, equally workaholic spinster colleague, Harley Jones (Rachelle
Carson) while his brother-in-law, Uncle Johnny (Wayne Thomas Yorke) acts as a
poor role model to the cynical, materialistic, spoiled brats Kyle (James Kirk)
and Brittany (Kirsten Prout).
Kristen arrives at the
Morgan’s as the new au-pair, of which she has had a long list of predecessors,
and slowly wins the kids over, helped by Johnny, who fears eviction, and begins
to restore the Christmas spirit in the household which will ultimately save
Christmas and thwart Rudolfa’s evil plan.
Did you fall from heaven?
With the winter snow
You must be an Angel
You have that special
glow
You must have come
from heaven
An Angel from above.
Sent to me this
Christmas
Sent to bring me love
Come sit beside me
In the glowing candle
light
I never knew my love
Could ever burn so
bright
From this first moment
As we drink a glass of
wine
Your sweet angelic
nature
Tells me you are
divine
Wrapped in an Angels
form
As our Christmas
starts
You give me the gift
of love
And I give to you my
heart
Twas the night before Christmas
And all thru the Manor
Not a creature was
stirring
As they’d been cooked
for dinner
Peter was taken on Christmas Eve
Just like Jacob Marley
But the similarity
ends there
He was never grasping
or stingy
He had not been well
for a time
And happy to pass
without fuss
But he would have been
hopping mad
That he was missing
Christmas
He would not have
planned it that way
And picked a better
time to leave
I think he would have
been happier
If he had died on New
Years Eve
For my Brother Peter who died on Christmas Eve 2008
The Buckley family, parents, Pam and Ralph (Alison Akin Clark and Brian Neal Clark) and their four sons, Simon, Mathew, Peter and John, (Anson Bagley, Jacob Buster, Josh Reid and Cooper Daniel Johnson), have a family Christmas tradition called “Elving” where they select a family going through hard times and perform some anonymous gift-giving, of food primarily.
As the Buckley’s had a
new baby on the way, more of the burden of
“Elvin” fell on the boys shoulders, but Mum selected the family to be
“Elved”, and that year it was the Hagbart’s, unfortunately the boys were all
too familiar with the Hagbart’s as they were the school bullies.
The story revolves
around the second eldest son, Matthew, who has daily struggles with the family
and in particular Finn (Gabe White) and doesn’t understand why they should be
“Elved”.
That year’s annual
“Elving” coincided with the arrival of the Goodman’s into the neighbourhood,
Monica (Caitlin E.J. Meyer), Juniper (Grace Hallows) and Allen (Evan Clark) who
are very soon roped into the ritual, which is good for Matthew as he quickly
develops a crush on Juniper.
So as the arrival of
another Buckley draws near and the holidays approach Matthew finds that with charity
comes insight, and his feelings about Finn soften.
Of all the Christmas’s I can remember
My best Christmas’s were the ones
Where I would decorate the tree with dad
And make Christmas cookies with mum
Thread popcorn and make paper chains
Each day opening the advent calendar
Wrapping the gifts in excited secrecy
Writing cards and sending them near and far
They are just distant memories now
But they were still the very best ones
And we must make Christmas memories
Now we have our daughters and our sons
