Monday 1 December 2008

Christmas in Wonderland

“It's so dark,” said Alice to herself; “I can't even see my own eyelids when I close them.”
She took a step forward and felt something brush against her cheek.
“What's that?” she wondered, and reached for her face. It felt like living pieces of rope, and they were aiming for her ears when she tried to wipe them away.
“CHEW ON ME,” they whispered.
So many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice said: “I think I will,” and as soon as she opened her mouth a string slipped in. As she chewed the rabbit-hole became brighter and brighter, until she saw the White Rabbit in a corner, winding up an old cuckoo clock.
“Oh dear! Oh dear! Is it that late already,” he muttered.
“Excuse me,” said Alice, still fingering her face; “Do you know what this is?”
“Why, it's a Christmas tree, and it needs decorating. You'd better get on with it, dear, before it's too late!”
“What a curious looking Christmas tree that is!” said Alice. It looked, in fact, like a bunch of black rags hanging down from the ceiling. “It must be the roots!” she thought, for she was a wise little girl. A long root curled around her shoulders and reached up to her right ear, leaving sandy stains on her dress. “DECORATE ME,” it whispered.
“Don't just stand there doing nothing,” said the Rabbit while chewing on one of the roots and turning up the light in the room a little further. “Decorate it! Quick now!”
“I would love to,” she said politely; “But with what?”
The Rabbit rushed off into one of the corridors and left Alice with the Christmas tree. Soon her eye fell on a shine through marble that was lying on the floor.
“That will do,” she said, and picked it up. She tied the long root around the glass ball and stepped back to watch it dangle. As she let go, all the roots started waving and whispering in the same rhythm.
“Wait a second,” said Alice; “I know that song!” And so she did indeed, for the roots were singing:

Fast away the old year passes, falalalala lalalala
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, falalalala lalalala
Sing we joyous, all together, falala lalala lalala
Heedless of the wind and weather, falalalala lalalala!

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