The Light

Chris tmas as in most places was grand at Grandin. Ah yes! The merry making shall not soon be forgotten. There
were a substantia l amount of students who did not take trips home for Christmas, fortunately , for the festivities were
quite intense, thank you . Therefore it is fitting to say that no one regretted staying.
To start the deep-winter frolics rolling, was the minor incident of a young girl fainting from an acute attack of
nausea at St. Alphonse's Church, during the midnight solemnity. Prominently present for the occasion were a few unduly
chaps who were merry to an unnecessary degree. These gentlemen were quite openly expressing their opinions of the
sermon and exercising their vocal chords in yuletide song. Afterwards at certain wee hours of the morning the celestial
banquet was inte rru pted occasionally by exquisite music which sent certain hearts flittering off the subject at hand.
After all the stomach-aches and other disturbances of the anatomy the gifts were cordially distributed . . Groans of
surprise and utter confusion filled the hall of eating. A few of the groans to be considered were "Oh!" and "They sent
the wrong ones " . Gifts extended from four pounds of candy to imitation glass jewellery.
After clearin g the smoke and pitching into clean-up, the boys of the new residence headed groggily for their rooms
for more merry makin g. Cigars were dealt out with the Courtesy of Br. Armand (Minister of Festivities without portfolio).
The few things to be mentioned are smoke, laughter and coughing.
The next day after sleeping the lactic acid out of their muscles and weary bones the students gathered for dinner.
Christmas Day was passed as the previous morning. Although e veryone ate to their hearts content a few rather
groping fingers extend ed in the general direction of the candy dishes at unnoticed moments . The holidays were merry
ten-fold. P eople turned a rather pale color over the cigar rations while others strummed leisurely over their guitars which
seldom had rest peri ods.
These were a few of the frolics held on Christmas at Grandin. And now in a surprisingly sober conclusion I would
have written more had I not to listen to the relentless jabber of my unduly roommate.
Au revoir and adios (I go now for in a distant corner I see my roommate brewing a strange ale, from tea leaves that
are but three and a ha lf weeks old, in preparation for a forth-coming day of festivities).
John T'seleie