Clive Noodle woke up at 5:00 A.M. this morning. He sat up, reached for his glasses and surveyed his bedroom. All was in place, just as he left it when he went to sleep. He reached for his notepad and pencil and reviewed the list he’d made the night before. At the top of his ‘to do’ list was the unpacking of his holiday sweaters. He smiled as a rush of Christmas cheer swept over him.
“Christmas sweater time,” he said as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. His red holiday slippers sat right below his feet, positioned exactly where his feet landed every morning when he got out of bed. He slipped them on, stood, and walked into the large closet. Everything was organized alphabetically and by season. At the back of the small room were several boxes marked Christmas. Each box was subcategorized by color. The red box sat at the top.
Clive opened the box. A calendar sat on top of four red Christmas sweaters. The calendar was subdivided into weeks and days. Clive marked each day with a different color indicating which box to open for that day. He pulled out the top sweater, laid it out on the bed and proceeded with his other morning rituals as he prepared himself for his day as a public accountant for a nearly prominent Cloverdale business.
Friends, today we highlight Clive Noodle, another citizen of our village of the bewildered. Clive keeps the spirit of Christmas alive by wearing his collection of Christmas sweaters. Be sure to tell him how swell he looks in his festive apparel . It will mean so much to Clive, considering he isn’t married and doesn’t get out much.
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