Sunday, April 17, 2011

Two Sizes Too Small

How the Grinch Stole Christmas! (1957)
by Dr. Seuss

And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling:  "How could it be so?
"It came without ribbons!  It came without tags!
"It came without packages, boxes or bags!"
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store.
"Maybe Christmas ... perhaps ... means a little bit more!"

And what happened then ...?
Well ... in Who-ville they say
That the Grinch's small heart
Grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
And he brought back the toys!  And the food for the feast!
And he ...

... HE HIMSELF ...!
The Grinch carved the roast beast!

I have been accused on many occasions (and probably rightly so) of being a bit of "a Grinch" (or that other literary allusion "a Scrooge") when it comes to the holidays.  I identify a bit with the lovable green guy and understand in some small way his annoyance at the incessant holiday carryings-on of those blasted Whos down in Who-ville.  There used to be a time I could recite this absolutely delightful tale from beginning to end, and there are still certain sections, like the first "stanza" above that I will always be able to recite by heart.  "Till his puzzler was sore" has GOT to be one of my favorite phrases from any childrens' book, or any book for that matter.  "You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch," but I LOVE you!

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