Sarah and I were walking to school. I was whistling Christmas carols. We do this a lot, that is, I whistle, and she tries to guess the song. I picked some of my old favourites, the ones I remember from my childhood: Oh Come All Ye Faithful, Oh Little Town of Bethlehem, Silent Night.
I have great memories of singing all these songs in elementary school. The week before Christmas break the music teacher would wheel the piano to the front foyer and the entire student body would sit on the floor and sing our hearts out.
I whistled my Christmas songs and Sarah couldn’t guess the titles of any of them.
“Stop doing the LORDY SONGS mum,” she said. “Pick one I know.”
I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry.
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