by Dewayne Allday
October 30th, 2010
As Halloween passed by and Christmas enters in, there’s a spirit on the loose but not if the Grinch can stop it. To hear him tell, Christmas makes him mad as hell, so no wreaths, or no bells, no carols or meat, no smiles and no laughter, or new jobs that we keep.
“ Year after year, I've put up with it now I must stop Christmas from coming But how?”, said the Grinch.
If you remember the story goes, there was once a foul soul named Grinch and the villagers in Whoville didn’t demonize the Grinch for just any reason; he really was evil, so evil that everyone was afraid to say “Grinch” during the holiday season. Sure, they would hint around in whispers and behind screennames on the internet, but everyone was so afraid Grinch would hear them and come down from his green supremacist house on the hill and terrorize the city some more. Yes, people were scared when they heard that name “Grinch” and he really liked the smell of that stench.
It all started in school at a time when Grinch was a very impressionable young fellow. He was a very intelligent and talented young man with sheen, yet he was different because he was hairy and green. He had a crush on some girl in his class and she him, and one Christmas he decided to give her a card on a whim and profess his love but “a few” of the kids in his class laughed at him and he got so angry and that anger just grew ‘til he blew. He was one of the smartest ones in the class, but his anger was great and made him an ass. He didn’t want to see laughter and he didn’t want to see song and he didn’t want to see the city succeed therefore became a very foul creature indeed. He pillaged and stole, he was nasty and cold, and a lot of his peers didn’t like him as he grew old.
No one ever called him because his answering machine said, "If you so much as utter one syllable, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH! If you'd like to fax me, press the star key."
So much anger inside from hurt long ago, you’d have thought that poor guy had lost his dark soul, but there was one little girl that lived down in Whoville who had innocent eyes and a heart big as google. She hated to see such anger and pain, the separation and games, and more importantly wanted to see Whoville flourish again. She went to see Grinch in all his green splendor and Grinch wouldn’t see her so thank God she persisted because the Grinch learned that hatred produces hatred and love produces love and that day Grinch felt God’s love from above, and left that elevated house on the hill to help rebuild the city and live with the people, even those in Whoville who were different than him.
There were bells, and wreaths, and carols and meat, so many smiles and laughter, and more jobs thereafter. People moved back to rebuild, not being scared any longer and Whoville rejoiced and was blessed to be done with that mess.
Merry Christmas everyone, I wish the best for you all. Let’s not forget ‘tis the season, Jesus Christ is still Lord.
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