Friday, December 25, 2015

MERRY CHRISTMAS OF 2015---

MERRY CHRISTMAS
TO YOU ALL MY DEAREST
FRIENDS & FOLLOWERS 
I PRAY THAT YOU ALL 
HAD A WONDERFUL 
HOLIDAY WITH FAMILY
AND FRIENDS, AND YOU FAITH
OF WHAT YOU CHOOSE  TO HELP
YOU ALL THROUGH THE HOLIDAYS
AND INTO THE NEXT COMING YEAR
WE WHAT HAS Been HAPPING
THROUGHOUT THE WORLD
I WORRY ABOUT YOU ALL 
MY DEAREST FRIENDS & FOLLOWER
WHERE EVER YOU MAY LIVE AND
CALL HOME THAT YOU ARE SAFE
AND CAN LIVE A PEACEFUL LIFE
WITH YOU FAMILY AND LOVE ONES.
ALSO THAT YOU CHILDREN AS MY
CHILD WILL HAVE A CHANCE IN
LIFE TO GROW UP IN 
A SAFE WORLD.
IN THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS
I GIVE YOU MY FAVORITE
VIDEO 
A CHRISTMAS CAROL 
WITH GEORGE C SCOTT.
I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SPIRIT
OF CHRIST IN THE SHOW AS MUCH 
AS ME ...LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH
YOUR FRIEND ALWAYS 
WENDY.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS~

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS~
For Christmas Eve, I thought I would do a favorite Christmas
The story, that My mother read to me and me in turn read to my
son many years back when he was young. I believe it is a 
favorite among many families... So I hope you enjoy the 
Christmas Storie By Clement Clarke Moore. 1799-1863---
This Gentleman came from a prominent family and his father Benjamin Moore was the Bishop of New York who was famous for 
officiating at the inauguration of George Washington, our first President of the U.S. The Tradition of reading Twas the night before Christmas on Christmas Eve is now a Worldwide institution & tradition too.












Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stocking were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds, 
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her 'kerchief and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. 
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to object below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, 
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

 "Now Dasher!, now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!'

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,
Whith the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too. 

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tranished with ashes ans soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And  he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes- how they twinkled! his demples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, 
And the smoke it encircled his head liked a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly, 
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He wass chubby and plump, a right jolly oldelf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of this eye and a twist of his head, 
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, 
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. 
But I heard him exclam, 'ere he drove out of sight, 
'Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!'

That is the famous Night Before Christmas Story/Poem
that is told do so many children around the world on 
Christmas Eve.. I hope you all enjoy the story. 
Happy Holidays 
YOur Friend always Wendy xxx


Tuesday, December 22, 2015

WENDY'S COLLEGES'

WENDY'S COLLEGE'S~
Good Evening My Dearest
Friends & Followers; Welcome to
My humble blog:
I was going through my Posts & Photo's for the year
and doing my usual update of saving my data
of all posts I have written for the year & photo's that I've
used on the post for safe keeping on my many flash drives
that is much easier than the usual C.D's that I used the first 
two years of blogging. While doing so I came up upon 
a few of my colleges that I had made throughout the years
and I thought you might like to see some of my works.
Also, I thought I would share the fact that I always save me
posts and photos that I use on them every year on a flash drive 
just for the possible Infor since malware or hacker that might
get through my Internet Security.
So now to my Colleges Enjoy---Wendy
























Happy Holiday 
Wendy

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