Final Project

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

Read through the eyes of a I/ESTJ

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. (Because once you go to bed you stay in bed!)

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care (and organized alphabetically, by age, and color or course),

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there (and he better not be late!);

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads (can you dream about sugar-plums if you don’t know what they are? Let’s be realistic!);

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter (What’s all that Noise! Keep it down!),

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter (I will thoroughly check this out, don’t worry),

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash (not too rough, don’t want to rip or tear or make a mess).

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow (I’ll pay the kid next door to shovel and I hope he does it right this time!)

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear (my eyes do not wander, thank you! I’m very focused!),

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer (too inefficient! Must get Santa a larger sleigh),

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick (Let’s see . . . winter, Dec. 24, snow, loud noise, sleigh, reindeer, flying, etc. Logic says: St. Nick!),

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name (Shhhhhh – don’t wake the children!):

‘Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! (Dumbest names ever! Must be Hollywood families)

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! (porch or wall? Which is it? Make a decision and stick with it, would ya?)

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

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