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HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS
by Dr. SuessEvery Who Down in Who-ville Liked Christmas a lot...But the Grinch, Who lived just North of Who-ville, Did NOT!The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be that his head wasn't screwed on quite right. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. But I think that the most likely reason of all May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.But, Whatever the reason, His heart or his shoes, He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos, Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown At the warm lighted windows below in their town. For he knew every Who down in Who-ville beneath Was busy now, hanging a mistleoe wreath."And they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled with a sneer. "Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!" Then he growled, with his grinch fingers nervously drumming, "I MUST find a way to keep Christmas from coming!" For, tomorrow, he knew......All the Who girls and boys Would wake up bright and early. They'd rush for their toys! And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise! That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!Then the Whos, young and old, would sit down to a feast. And they'd feast! And they'd feast! And they'd FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! They would start on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast-beast Which was something the Grinch couldn't stand in the least!And THEN They'd do something he liked least of all! Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small, Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing. They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Whos would start singing!They'd sing! And they'd sing! AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING! And the more the Grinch thought of the Who-Christmas-Sing The more the Grinch thought, "I must stop this whole thing! "Why for fifty-three years I've put up with it now! I MUST stop Christmas from coming! ...But HOW?"Then he got an idea! An awful idea! THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!"I know just what to do!" The Grinch Laughed in his throat. And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat. And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick! "With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick!""All I need is a reindeer..." The Grinch looked around. But since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found. Did that stop the old Grinch...? No! The Grinch simply said, "If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!" So he called his dog Max. Then he took some red thread And he tied a big horn on top of his head. THEN He loaded some bags And some old empty sacks On a ramshakle sleigh And he hitched up old Max.Then the Grinch said, "Giddyap!" And the sleigh started down Toward the homes where the Whos Lay a-snooze in their town.All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air. All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care When he came to the first house in the square. "This is stop number one," The old Grinchy Claus hissed And he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.Then he slid down the chimney. A rather tight pinch. But if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch. He got stuck only once, for a moment or two. Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue Where the little Who stockings all hung in a row. "These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant, Around the whole room, and he took every present! Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney!Then he slunk to the icebox. He took the Whos' feast! He took the Who-pudding! He took the roast beast! He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash. Why, that Grinch even took their last can of Who-hash!Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee. "And NOW!" grinned the Grinch, "I will stuff up the tree!"And the Grinch grabbed the tree, and he started to shove When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove. He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who! Little Cindy-Lou Who, who was not more than two.The Grinch had been caught by this little Who daughter Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water. She stared at the Grinch and said, "Santy Claus, why, "Why are you taking our Christmas tree? WHY?"But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick! "Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied, "There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side. "So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear. "I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head And he got her a drink and he sent he to bed. And when Cindy-Lou Who went to bed with her cup, HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!Then the last thing he took Was the log for their fire. Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar. On their walls he left nothing but hooks, and some wire.And the one speck of food The he left in the house Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.Then He did the same thing To the other Whos' housesLeaving crumbs Much too small For the other Whos' mouses!It was quarter past dawn... All the Whos, still a-bed All the Whos, still a-snooze When he packed up his sled, Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings! The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mount Crumpit, He rode to the tiptop to dump it! "Pooh-pooh to the Whos!" he was grinch-ish-ly humming. "They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming! "They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do! "Their mouths will hang open a minute or two "The all the Whos down in Who-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!""That's a noise," grinned the Grinch, "That I simply must hear!" So he paused. And the Grinch put a hand to his ear. And he did hear a sound rising over the snow. It started in low. Then it started to grow...But the sound wasn't sad! Why, this sound sounded merry! It couldn't be so! But it WAS merry! VERY!He stared down at Who-ville! The Grinch popped his eyes! Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise!Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small, Was singing! Without any presents at all! He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming! IT CAME! Somehow or other, it came just the same!And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so? It came without ribbons! It came without tags! "It came without packages, boxes or bags!" And he puzzled three hours, ..till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before! "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. "Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!"And what happened then...? Well...in Who-ville they say That the Grinch's small heart Grew three sizes that day! And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight, He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast! And he......HE HIMSELF...! The Grinch carved the roast beast!
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.. The following films are not short clips but are the full Christmas specials!

How The Grinch Stole Christmas..

T'was The Night Before Christmas..

Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer.. I Love Lucy Christmas(1956)

Frosty The Snowman

The Smurfs Christmas Special .. A Garfield Christmas The Year Without A Santa Claus



Francis P. Church's editorial was an immediate sensation, and became one of the most famous editorials ever written. It first appeared in The New York Sun in 1897 and was reprinted annually until 1949 when the paper went out of business.

Editorial Page, New York Sun, 1897 We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of The Sun:I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it in The Sun, it's so." Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus? Virginia O'HanlonVirginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a sceptical age. They do not believe except what they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.No Santa Claus? Thank God he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!







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.. SANTA CLAUS

.. Herbie And Rudolph

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Music:


Shania twain
Forever And Always

Selena
Bidi Bidi Bom Bom

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A Walk To Remember

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Fresh Prince of Bel Air

Roseanne

Will & Grace

Everybody Loves Raymond

Friends

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Emily and Patricks Wedding Day! .. ..

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.. PFC Emily Torrezani

.. Holly and Emilyon Family Day!



.. Emily, Home after a drill!

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My Blog

TWas The Night Before Christmas...

Twas the Night before Christmas Poem Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 05:45:00 PST

Olive, The Orphan Reindeer

..> ..> ..>..> by Michael Christie   CHAPTER 1 Wolves The storm in the Barrens raged around the little reindeer with a nose like an olive. "Mommy!  Daddy!" She'd lost her mother and f...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 06:32:00 PST

Frosty the Snowman

Frosty the Snowman Frosty the SnowmanWas a jolly happy soulWith a corncob pipe and a button noseAnd two eyes made out of coal Frosty the SnowmanIs a fairytale they sayHe was made of snowBut the child...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Sun, 23 Sep 2007 05:42:00 PST

THE TRUE STORY OF SANTA CLAUS

THE TRUE STORY OF SANTA CLAUS If we should wake on the sixth of December and find our stockings full of candy and toys we should think that the ruddy old fellow who comes down the chimney has lost h...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 05:11:00 PST

Message to Mike about Santa

..> ..>  mike http://www.myspace.com/14mike41 Date: Jul 2, 2007 6:36 PM Flag as Spam or Report Abuse [ ? ] Date Sent: 7/2/2007 6:36:00 PMBody:do u belive in santa " name=spamBody> Sub...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 06:50:00 PST

For Emily and Patrick! April 20,2007

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Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:59:00 PST

Emilys Wedding Day Check it out!

Emily's Wedding Day slideshow on my profile now!
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 08:05:00 PST

Update on Steves sister Pam

Pam died at 4:00 p.m. this afternoon while we were attending Emilys wedding reception. Please say a prayer for her. She leaves behind Ally 10, Shannon 8, & Meghan 6. As I said in a past blog, The ...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 05:11:00 PST

The Journey Begins April 20th, 2007

For Emily and Patrick! April 20,2007(The Journey Begins)Marriage takes threeI once thought marriage tookJust two to make a goBut now I am convincedIt takes the Lord also.And not one marriage failsWher...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 02:25:00 PST

Friday 4-20-07

As you all know, tomorrow is Emilys wedding day! there are so many final preparations to be made that I will be MIA for the next 24 - 48 hours I should be back with you all Mid-Saturday! Have a g...
Posted by Cindy~Lou Who??? on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 03:31:00 PST