BY Joyce McGarvey

Last night I was sittin' in a chair, A real ol' one. It might be an antique. I don't know. Anyhows, I was sittin' in it. Thinkin'. It's almost Christmas ya know. I was thinkin' 'bout Christmas. Often do that, though. Think 'bout things I mean. 'Specially things that are 'bout ta happen. I think 'bout Easter lots. Jist 'bout a week 'for it comes. With Christmas there's lots ta think 'bout. . .

Hum. I wonder if this chair's really as old as they say. Mommy tells me not ta think 'bout it. The chair that is.

Everybody has fun at Christmas time. Our neighbors, they celebrate Christmas. So da we. Ya wanna know what I'm gettin' for Christmas? So da I. Mommy says it's good ta think 'bout Christmas, so I do.

Have ya ever gone Christmas shoppin'? I have. It's fun. Mommy goes wit me. I like best ta talk ta Santa, though. He's awfully nice ta me. I 'member one time when Santa cameta visit me. . .