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Truth be told, Harold De Wit, teacher at Hartsville Christian School and elder in his church, would rather be teaching his fifth graders the nuances of equivalent fractions than the assignment set before him at last night’s elders meeting. Between home and school he had a dozen loose ends to finish up before Christmas.
“…and now this!” he complained to his wife when she came home from work the following afternoon.
Maggie kicked the snow off her shoes and hung her coat on the hook in the entry way. “It’s cold out there!” Harold had hot tea ready on the table.
“One week before Christmas… and they expect me to bring the ‘word of the elders’ to her… and… what will I look like… the Grinch of the Hartsville Church!?.” Harold slid Maggie’s tea across the table, still moaning about tomorrow’s meeting with Betty the bulletin secretary.
Maggie handed Harold a ‘Celebrate the Joy of Christmas’ napkin. “What do you want for Christmas?” She tried to change the subject, since she had already heard more than enough of Harold’s complaints the night before.
“Ah, just get me some rocks and sticks…” He hung his head and pouted, then smirked a bit, cocked his head to one side and looked up from the steaming tea. “And a spell checker… for Betty!”
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