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Christmas Wishes For Thee
May the season ever be
A time of happiness to thee
And as flowers charm the sight
May good wishes keep thy spirits bright.
By David Hugh Beaumont
‘Thee’ is an archaic form of ‘you’ and ‘thy’ is an archaic form of ‘your.’
David Hugh Beaumont was born in 1966 in the United States of America. He is a website content creator, a writer, a researcher, and an editor.
May the season ever be
A time of happiness to thee
And as flowers charm the sight
May good wishes keep thy spirits bright.
By David Hugh Beaumont
‘Thee’ is an archaic form of ‘you’ and ‘thy’ is an archaic form of ‘your.’
David Hugh Beaumont was born in 1966 in the United States of America. He is a website content creator, a writer, a researcher, and an editor.
Gifts At Christmas
There are gifts to buy,
And gifts to make,
But there are other gifts
Worth while.
Being helpful,
Being kind,
And ready with a smile,
Being friendly,
Doing things to please -
I’ve made up my mind
At Christmas time
I’m giving some of these!
By Vivian Gouled
Vivian Gloria Gouled was born on 12 June 1911 in California, United States of America. She became a writer of children’s poetry. She was married to Irving Gouled. Vivian Gloria Gouled passed on at 94 years of age on 6 October 2005 in Kensington, Montgomery County, Maryland, United States of America.
There are gifts to buy,
And gifts to make,
But there are other gifts
Worth while.
Being helpful,
Being kind,
And ready with a smile,
Being friendly,
Doing things to please -
I’ve made up my mind
At Christmas time
I’m giving some of these!
By Vivian Gouled
Vivian Gloria Gouled was born on 12 June 1911 in California, United States of America. She became a writer of children’s poetry. She was married to Irving Gouled. Vivian Gloria Gouled passed on at 94 years of age on 6 October 2005 in Kensington, Montgomery County, Maryland, United States of America.
Santa, this is North Pole Control Tower . . . you are cleared for takeoff . . . gingersnaps and cider await your return . . . Elf 73428 . . . over.
NORAD Tracks Santa Claus
When United States Air Force Colonel Harry Shoup answered an unexpected phone call on Christmas Eve years ago, he had no idea it would turn into an annual tradition cherished by millions of children worldwide.
It was 1955, at the height of the Cold War, and one night a call came when Colonel Shoup was director of operations in charge of the U.S. air defense network. He was keeping watch for Soviet missiles and bombers at the Continental Air Defense Command (CONAD) Operations Center in Colorado Springs, Colorado.
When the operations hotline to the CONAD commander-in-chief suddenly rang, Colonel Shoup picked up the phone expecting the caller to be either the Pentagon or his own commander, General Earle Partridge.
It turned out to be a young child asking, “Are you really Santa Claus?”
It emerged later that a Sears Roebuck & Company advertisement in the Colorado Springs Gazette had misprinted the phone number for children to call Santa. The mistake put children in touch with Colonel Shoup instead.
But all was not lost. The colonel asked his staff to check their radar for signs of a sleigh flying south from the North Pole. Indeed, they found Santa and were able to tell the children his location.
As more children called, CONAD staff gave updates on Santa’s whereabouts.
CONAD continued the tradition of tracking Santa on Christmas Eve. So did its successor, the North American Air Defense Command (NORAD), the bi-national United States - Canadian military operation organized in 1958.
“It was quite exciting . . . I had no idea it would become such a big tradition. It just got bigger every year,” Colonel Shoup said in a recorded interview on the NTS Website.
‘When will Santa come to my house?’
The NTS Website is activated on 1 December every year. It features North Pole updates and new games and activities daily.
Since the website’s launch in 1998, the NTS program has grown tremendously. In 2007, the site received over 10.6 million visitors from 212 countries and territories, said NTS program manager Major Stacia Reddish in an interview from Denver.
In addition, more than one thousand ‘Santa Trackers’ volunteered on Christmas Eve at the NTS Operations Center at Peterson Air Force Base in Colorado Springs. Last year, they answered nearly 95,000 phone calls and received 140,000 email messages from children and families worldwide.
“Most of the children want to know where Santa is. The second most popular question is, ‘When will Santa come to my house?’” said Major Reddish.
“From all of our years of tracking Santa, we do know that he only comes to a home where the children are asleep. So of course the children need to get off the phone or computer for Santa to come to their house.
It’s a very exciting time. Santa moves very swiftly around the world on Christmas Eve. All the trackers are kept up to date on Santa’s location from our radars and satellites so that they can pass that information along to the children.”
From 4:00 a.m. Mountain Standard Time (MST) on 24 December until 3:00 a.m. on MST on Christmas Day, the website features up-to-the-minute reports on Santa’s journey around the world delivering presents.
In addition to radars and satellites, NORAD uses a worldwide network of high-tech cameras to take photos and videos of Santa. Google software will output live images from these ‘Santa Cams.’ The NTS Website lets visitors track Santa on a Google map as well as in Google Earth, which shows three-dimensional terrain and buildings.
The website has versions in English, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Spanish, and Chinese. Most of the children who call speak English, but most of the volunteers are military personnel or family members who have background in other languages and are able to speak with children in different languages, said Major Reddish.
You can visit the official NORAD Santa Tracking Website at http://www.noradsanta.org/.
We are MFOL! . . . jingle bells, silver bells, making fun all the way . . . on the way to Christmas day . . . today and every day . . . Ho, ho, ho!
NORAD Tracks Santa Claus
When United States Air Force Colonel Harry Shoup answered an unexpected phone call on Christmas Eve years ago, he had no idea it would turn into an annual tradition cherished by millions of children worldwide.
It was 1955, at the height of the Cold War, and one night a call came when Colonel Shoup was director of operations in charge of the U.S. air defense network. He was keeping watch for Soviet missiles and bombers at the Continental Air Defense Command (CONAD) Operations Center in Colorado Springs, Colorado.
When the operations hotline to the CONAD commander-in-chief suddenly rang, Colonel Shoup picked up the phone expecting the caller to be either the Pentagon or his own commander, General Earle Partridge.
It turned out to be a young child asking, “Are you really Santa Claus?”
It emerged later that a Sears Roebuck & Company advertisement in the Colorado Springs Gazette had misprinted the phone number for children to call Santa. The mistake put children in touch with Colonel Shoup instead.
But all was not lost. The colonel asked his staff to check their radar for signs of a sleigh flying south from the North Pole. Indeed, they found Santa and were able to tell the children his location.
As more children called, CONAD staff gave updates on Santa’s whereabouts.
CONAD continued the tradition of tracking Santa on Christmas Eve. So did its successor, the North American Air Defense Command (NORAD), the bi-national United States - Canadian military operation organized in 1958.
“It was quite exciting . . . I had no idea it would become such a big tradition. It just got bigger every year,” Colonel Shoup said in a recorded interview on the NTS Website.
‘When will Santa come to my house?’
The NTS Website is activated on 1 December every year. It features North Pole updates and new games and activities daily.
Since the website’s launch in 1998, the NTS program has grown tremendously. In 2007, the site received over 10.6 million visitors from 212 countries and territories, said NTS program manager Major Stacia Reddish in an interview from Denver.
In addition, more than one thousand ‘Santa Trackers’ volunteered on Christmas Eve at the NTS Operations Center at Peterson Air Force Base in Colorado Springs. Last year, they answered nearly 95,000 phone calls and received 140,000 email messages from children and families worldwide.
“Most of the children want to know where Santa is. The second most popular question is, ‘When will Santa come to my house?’” said Major Reddish.
“From all of our years of tracking Santa, we do know that he only comes to a home where the children are asleep. So of course the children need to get off the phone or computer for Santa to come to their house.
It’s a very exciting time. Santa moves very swiftly around the world on Christmas Eve. All the trackers are kept up to date on Santa’s location from our radars and satellites so that they can pass that information along to the children.”
From 4:00 a.m. Mountain Standard Time (MST) on 24 December until 3:00 a.m. on MST on Christmas Day, the website features up-to-the-minute reports on Santa’s journey around the world delivering presents.
In addition to radars and satellites, NORAD uses a worldwide network of high-tech cameras to take photos and videos of Santa. Google software will output live images from these ‘Santa Cams.’ The NTS Website lets visitors track Santa on a Google map as well as in Google Earth, which shows three-dimensional terrain and buildings.
The website has versions in English, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Spanish, and Chinese. Most of the children who call speak English, but most of the volunteers are military personnel or family members who have background in other languages and are able to speak with children in different languages, said Major Reddish.
You can visit the official NORAD Santa Tracking Website at http://www.noradsanta.org/.
We are MFOL! . . . jingle bells, silver bells, making fun all the way . . . on the way to Christmas day . . . today and every day . . . Ho, ho, ho!
Santa’s Prayer on Christmas Eve
The sleigh was all packed, the reindeer were fed,
But Santa still knelt by the side of the bed.
“Dear Father,” he prayed “Be with me tonight.
There’s much work to do and my schedule is tight.
I must jump in my sleigh and streak through the sky,
Knowing full well that a reindeer can’t fly.
I will visit each household before the first light;
I’ll cover the world and all in one night.
With sleigh bells a-ringing, I’ll land on each roof,
Amid the soft clatter of each little hoof.
To get in the house is the difficult part,
So I’ll slide down the chimney of each child’s heart.
My sack will hold toys to grant all their wishes.
The supply will be endless like the loaves and the fishes.
I will fill all the stockings and not leave a track.
I’ll eat every cookie that is left for my snack.
I can do all these things Lord, only through You,
I just need your blessing, then it’s easy to do.
All this is to honor the birth of the One,
That was sent to redeem us, Your most Holy Son.
So to all of my friends, lest Your glory I rob,
Please Lord, remind them who gave me this job.”
By Warren D. Jennings
The sleigh was all packed, the reindeer were fed,
But Santa still knelt by the side of the bed.
“Dear Father,” he prayed “Be with me tonight.
There’s much work to do and my schedule is tight.
I must jump in my sleigh and streak through the sky,
Knowing full well that a reindeer can’t fly.
I will visit each household before the first light;
I’ll cover the world and all in one night.
With sleigh bells a-ringing, I’ll land on each roof,
Amid the soft clatter of each little hoof.
To get in the house is the difficult part,
So I’ll slide down the chimney of each child’s heart.
My sack will hold toys to grant all their wishes.
The supply will be endless like the loaves and the fishes.
I will fill all the stockings and not leave a track.
I’ll eat every cookie that is left for my snack.
I can do all these things Lord, only through You,
I just need your blessing, then it’s easy to do.
All this is to honor the birth of the One,
That was sent to redeem us, Your most Holy Son.
So to all of my friends, lest Your glory I rob,
Please Lord, remind them who gave me this job.”
By Warren D. Jennings
Santa’s Reindeer Ate Our Christmas Tree!
Christmas comes but once a year out our way,
And with it comes Santa’s reindeer-team and sleigh -
Clip-clop, clippety-clop-clop, they prance across our roof-top,
Then from the jolly man a whisper, “Now slow, and . . . stop!”
Magic flying reindeer pulling a vehicle of delight
Work up an amazingly large and growing appetite,
And so the ravenous reindeer followed Mister Claus
Right down the chimney and into our house!
While Santa pulled the gifts and toys for girls and boys
From his big red gift sack slung across his back,
Out of sight, right behind the presents all in a stack,
The reindeer were having a pine tree snack!
They started at a lower branch with a pinecone,
A quick nibble here, another nibble there,
Soon the devouring deer were all done -
And our evergreen was not anywhere!
Still starving, they ate our pine wreath,
All around its circle-shape,
They nipped and chewed with reindeer teeth,
And then, like a zero, it was nothing!
Surprised and bewildered, Santa did not know
Quite what to say, but knew what he must do, though,
So he piled up to the ceiling all manner of joys,
Making a tree-like tower of gifts and toys!
He fashioned a new wreath of a long licorice-rope braid,
Intertwined with apples, pears, and winter berries,
Then peppermint, taffy, and other Christmas candies,
Butterscotches and gumdrops, too, all merrily made!
We arose on Christmas Day with the Sun’s first ray of light,
To decorations that seemed somehow not quite right,
Unaware that simply because of Santa’s hungry reindeer,
We would then have the best Christmas ever - of any year!
By David Hugh Beaumont
David Hugh Beaumont was born in 1966 in the United States of America. He is a website content creator, a writer, a researcher, and an editor.
Image copyright PNGTree. Used in compliance with policies thereof & applicable laws.
Christmas comes but once a year out our way,
And with it comes Santa’s reindeer-team and sleigh -
Clip-clop, clippety-clop-clop, they prance across our roof-top,
Then from the jolly man a whisper, “Now slow, and . . . stop!”
Magic flying reindeer pulling a vehicle of delight
Work up an amazingly large and growing appetite,
And so the ravenous reindeer followed Mister Claus
Right down the chimney and into our house!
While Santa pulled the gifts and toys for girls and boys
From his big red gift sack slung across his back,
Out of sight, right behind the presents all in a stack,
The reindeer were having a pine tree snack!
They started at a lower branch with a pinecone,
A quick nibble here, another nibble there,
Soon the devouring deer were all done -
And our evergreen was not anywhere!
Still starving, they ate our pine wreath,
All around its circle-shape,
They nipped and chewed with reindeer teeth,
And then, like a zero, it was nothing!
Surprised and bewildered, Santa did not know
Quite what to say, but knew what he must do, though,
So he piled up to the ceiling all manner of joys,
Making a tree-like tower of gifts and toys!
He fashioned a new wreath of a long licorice-rope braid,
Intertwined with apples, pears, and winter berries,
Then peppermint, taffy, and other Christmas candies,
Butterscotches and gumdrops, too, all merrily made!
We arose on Christmas Day with the Sun’s first ray of light,
To decorations that seemed somehow not quite right,
Unaware that simply because of Santa’s hungry reindeer,
We would then have the best Christmas ever - of any year!
By David Hugh Beaumont
David Hugh Beaumont was born in 1966 in the United States of America. He is a website content creator, a writer, a researcher, and an editor.
Image copyright PNGTree. Used in compliance with policies thereof & applicable laws.
Santa Claus’s Visit
With a click and a clack
And a great big pack,
Down through the chimney,
Pretty nimbly
Somebody comes
On Christmas Eve!
If we are real nice
And as still as mice,
If we never peep,
And are sound asleep,
He’ll fill our stockings,
I do believe!
And when we arise
Next day our eyes
Will grow big to see
How perfectly
He knew what we all
Wished to receive!
By Susie M. Best
With a click and a clack
And a great big pack,
Down through the chimney,
Pretty nimbly
Somebody comes
On Christmas Eve!
If we are real nice
And as still as mice,
If we never peep,
And are sound asleep,
He’ll fill our stockings,
I do believe!
And when we arise
Next day our eyes
Will grow big to see
How perfectly
He knew what we all
Wished to receive!
By Susie M. Best
The Pine Tree
Outside there’s a pine tree,
Standing straight and tall.
It needs no decorations -
Nature’s done it all.
Pinecones on its branches,
With icicles glistening bright,
Snow upon its needles,
And birds at rest from flight.
I see it from my window,
And take the time to say,
Thank you for your beauty, tree,
On this Christmas day.
By Author Unknown
Outside there’s a pine tree,
Standing straight and tall.
It needs no decorations -
Nature’s done it all.
Pinecones on its branches,
With icicles glistening bright,
Snow upon its needles,
And birds at rest from flight.
I see it from my window,
And take the time to say,
Thank you for your beauty, tree,
On this Christmas day.
By Author Unknown
Who’s Coming?
Who is coming on Christmas night,
With a red, red coat and hair all white,
Eyes that sparkle like a starry night,
I know don’t you?
Who has a sack all filled with toys,
With wonderful gifts for girls and boys,
With a magical sleigh that makes no noise,
I know, don’t you?
By Author Unknown
Who is coming on Christmas night,
With a red, red coat and hair all white,
Eyes that sparkle like a starry night,
I know don’t you?
Who has a sack all filled with toys,
With wonderful gifts for girls and boys,
With a magical sleigh that makes no noise,
I know, don’t you?
By Author Unknown
To Each His Own
One Christmas Eve, a Washington, D. C. radio station called the British ambassador and asked: “What would you like for Christmas?” The ambassador thought for a while and gave his answer.
The next day he heard the announcer tell what foreign ambassadors wanted for Christmas: “The French ambassador said, ‘I earnestly desire that next year should be a year of peace.’ The Russian ambassador hopes for a year of justice for all men. The German ambassador wants to see a greater sharing of wealth in the world. And the British ambassador said, ‘I would like a box of candied fruit.’”
By Author Unknown
One Christmas Eve, a Washington, D. C. radio station called the British ambassador and asked: “What would you like for Christmas?” The ambassador thought for a while and gave his answer.
The next day he heard the announcer tell what foreign ambassadors wanted for Christmas: “The French ambassador said, ‘I earnestly desire that next year should be a year of peace.’ The Russian ambassador hopes for a year of justice for all men. The German ambassador wants to see a greater sharing of wealth in the world. And the British ambassador said, ‘I would like a box of candied fruit.’”
By Author Unknown
