to the North Pole
to the North Pole
I’ve always dreamed of being a snow angel during Christmas. I used to think that Santa gave me the doll I found on my bed when I was 4. I also believed that Santa traveled the world with Rudolf and the reindeers to give gifts to the nice kids. All these and more, I used to believe happen during Christmas.
And I don’t want to lose the child in me who believes in those things. If Santa only exists in the imaginative minds of little children, then let it be. And why don’t we be Santa, giving smiles and joy to the people around us?
What I want for Christmas is…
If you would ask me, I can really blab. I want a nice dress, pearl, and have I mentioned Canon EOS 400D? But those things are not what I really want for Christmas. I covet peace, love to reign over the hearts of people for us to find happiness in every little thing we do. I remember what Sir Farrales have told us – that the saddest place in the world is where there is no love. We can find delight while unlocking up a door, and might still feel emptiness in the middle of a party - it all depends on our hearts, if we choose to feel love or not.
posted by Krisel at
8:50 PM
1 Comments:
how come i didn't believe in santa? and i never got the chance to hang stockings. but hey, i still have time. haha. and oh, how come i didn't hear sir farrales say that? wala ba ako non or i wasn't really listening lang? hehe. anyways, very nice statement indeed.
December 15, 2006 at 9:30 PM
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