[stylist] Christmas story assignment try again

[vejas]

She's so significant, I think her neighbors might call 911.  Then 
again, they might just leave her and quietly know.
Vejas


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From: Brenda <bjnite at windstream.net
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Date sent: Sun, 11 Dec 2011 20:21:45 -0500
Subject: Re: [stylist] Christmas story assignment try again

good EveningEve

I see the isolation in this story/poem.  I wonder how more 
noticeable it
would be if the neighbors found her dead in her chair on 
christmas
morning.  Would they even call 911?   Just using her name shows 
us how
little the neighbors cared to know about her but maybe eliminate 
a few
of the uses.  I look forward to further developments of this 
story/poem
as isolation is a very important concept and, I like your 
approach.

As for the format, I was able to open your document in wordpad.  
the
copy Brad sent opened in Word 2010 but Window Eyes started acting
funny.  Window Eyes reads Mrs.  "M r s."  I wonder if there is a 
setting
that needs to be changed to make it say Misses.

Brenda







On 12/9/2011 9:31 PM, Eve Sanchez wrote:
 Here it is I attached and pasted.  Curious of what your guys' 
readers read
 'Mrs'.  Mine says letter by letter rather than the word that 
sounds like
 Missus.  Drives me nuts.  Is it just my crappy stuff or do they 
all do this?
 Eve




 Christmas Spirit

 by Eve Sanchez


 The neighbors all agreed that Mrs Haderly had the most Christmas 
spirit of
 all of them.  They often said she was an inspiration during the 
holidays.
 Mrs Haderly had to be in her eighties and she lived alone.  
Every year Mrs
 Haderly opened up her garage and took out her rickety wooden 
ladder.  With
 many impressed on lookers Mrs Haderly would climb up and down 
that ladder
 hanging lights and moving the ladder along as she went.

 The neighbors were impressed when they saw Mrs Haderly pull into 
her
 drive-way every year with a fresh cut tree that was purchased at 
the local
 charity tree lot strapped to the roof of her car.  Many 
neighbors watched
 with wonder as Mrs Haderly cut the twine holding the tree in 
place so that
 it fell to the ground.  Mrs Haderly would then drag that tree 
into her house
 and set it up near the front window for all to see.  Mrs Haderly 
used her
 antique Christmas tree stand that caused the tree to lean to one 
side, but
 this did not bother her.  Mrs Haderly would be seen stringing 
lights around
 the tree before carefully hanging the most beautiful glass 
ornaments you
 would ever see.

 Mrs Haderly would wrap the posts of her porch with garlands and 
holly.  A
 wreath of green and gold with silver bells would hang from Mrs 
Haderly's
 door to greet visitors.  Mrs Haderly would always bake small 
fruit cakes for
 the mail man and the paper boy.  Mrs Haderly would wrap these 
loaves with
 foil and ribbon.  The neighbors saw her leaving these in the 
boxes and smile
 at Mrs Haderly's generosity.

 When walking by Mrs Haderly's house, Christmas classics sung by 
Bing
 Crosby, Burl Ives, and Nat King Cole could be heard playing.  
The neighbors
 would smile at Mrs Haderly's Christmas spirit.  "She's an 
inspiration to all
 of us." they would say.  In the front yard, to go with the 
carols being
 played was a plastic trio of carolers that Mrs Haderly had 
placed out every
 year since 1968.  It would stay there until the end of the 
holiday season
 when Mrs Haderly would take down the Christmas lights.

 The neighbors were impressed by Mrs Haderly and her devotion to 
Christmas.
 Every night Mrs Haderly would turn on the outside lights as well 
as the
 twinkling lights of her Christmas tree.  Mrs Haderly would then 
sit down in
 her recliner admiring the beauty of her tree topped with a 
porcelain and
 satin angel with feathery wings.  As Christmas approached and 
the nights got
 chillier, Mrs Haderly still ventured out to turn on her 
Christmas lights
 and inspired the neighbors with her spirit.

 On Christmas Eve Mrs Haderly would bake cookies of many types.  
When evening
 came she would take the prettiest of these cookies and place 
them on a
 plate with a golden ribbon trimming it's scalloped edge.  Mrs 
Haderly would
 place these cookies on a small table next to her recliner facing 
the tree.
 Mrs Haderly would sit and look at the tree with the colored 
lights and the
 ornaments from years past and fall asleep.

 On Christmas morning the tree would be the first thing Mrs 
Haderly would
 see when she woke.  The neighbors would be coming and going 
outside and
 seeing Mrs Haderly's lights still on, they would smile about her 
Christmas
 spirit.  "Mrs Haderly is an inspiration to us all." they would 
say.  Inside,
 sitting alone in her recliner, looking at her decorated tree, 
Mrs Haderly
 would silently cry.


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