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Respectful,
Responsible, and Ready to Learn
CHRISTMAS PROGRAMS – The Christmas program for grades 1-4 of
BRRR
– WINTER IS HERE! – Please make sure that your children are dressed appropriately for
the cold weather
when they leave home in the morning.
If your child is in need of winter clothing, please contact Mrs. Myran,
our school counselor, by calling the school at 377-2308.
STUDENTS ENTERING THE
BUILDING – Reminder that students are to enter the building from
the playground except when they are late for school in the mornings (after 8:10
a.m.). This rule also applies on Polar
Bear Days. Once again this is a
safety issue since there is NO supervision on the front side of the
building. Parents’ stopping in the middle of the street on

CHARACTER
COUNTS PILLAR OF THE MONTH - CARING – To demonstrate caring, one
would show love, regard, and/or concern for the well being of others. The elements of caring include
the following:
·
Concern for others – to engage or involve yourself in the well-being of
others as if your happiness were dependent on theirs.
·
Compassion – sorrow or concern for the suffering of others accompanied
by the urge to help.
·
Empathy – the ability to share in another person’s emotions, thoughts,
and feelings.
·
Kindness – the possession of sympathetic or generous qualities implying
an inclination to be charitable and to do good.
·
Charity – the voluntary giving of money or other help to people in
need.
·
Love – deep and tender feeling of attachment or affection for a person
or persons.
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MANNERS
OF THE WEEK FOR DECEMBER:
11/30 – 12/4: Don’t laugh at other people’s mistakes.
12/7 – 12/11: Greet people with a smile. Make eye contact.
12/14
– 12/22: Apologize sincerely and accept
apologies from others.
CHRISTMAS
ENVELOPE - It's
just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No
name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of
our tree for the past 10 years or so. It all began because my husband Mike
hated Christmas-oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial
aspects of it-overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to
get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma-the gifts given in
desperation because you couldn't think of anything else.
Knowing he felt this way, I decided
one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for
something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year,
was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended; and shortly before
Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an
inner-city church, mostly black. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so
ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together,
presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms
and sparkling new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see
that the other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet
designed to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team
obviously could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every
weight class. And as each of their boys got up from the mat, he
swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that
couldn't acknowledge defeat. Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly,
"I wish just one of them could have won," he said. "They have a
lot of potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them."
Mike loved kids-all kids-and he knew
them, having coached little league football, baseball and lacrosse. That's when
the idea for his present came. That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods
store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them
anonymously to the inner-city church. On Christmas Eve, I placed the envelope
on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what I had done and that this was his
gift from me. His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and
in succeeding years. For each Christmas, I followed the tradition-one year
sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another
year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground
the week before Christmas,
and on and on. The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was
always
the last thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new
toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope
from the tree to reveal its contents.
As the children grew, the toys gave
way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its allure. The
story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to dreaded cancer.
When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got
the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree, and in
the morning, it was joined by three more. Each of our children, unbeknownst to
the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad. The tradition has
grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing
around the tree with wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down
the envelope. Mike's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us.
May we all remember the Christmas
spirit this year and always.
DATES TO REMEMBER December 9 – Early Out – 1:00 p.m. – Staff Development; Midterms go home
December 10 – 7:00 p.m. – DCHS Auditorium
- Grades 1-4 Christmas Program
December 14 – 6:30 p.m. –
December 22 – Early Out – 1:00 p.m. for Christmas Break
December 23 – January 3 –
Christmas Break – NO SCHOOL
January 4 – Classes resume
January 15 – End of the 2nd
Quarter of School
