Thursday, December 6, 2012

Why the Grinch Stole Christmas

By Amanda Lawrence
 
 
 
 
     Everyone knows Dr. Seuss’s story How the Grinch Stole Christmas. He dressed as Santa, with his dog Max to guide the sleigh, entered every home in Who Ville, and stole every last item in an attempt to steal Christmas. However, he was shown the true meaning of Christmas the next morning when everyone awakened and celebrated Christmas as planned. This led to the Grinch’s heart growing three sizes. One question that many have wondered is: What made the Grinch hate Christmas? I know, I know. This is explained in Jim Carrey’s How the Grinch Stole Christmas, but I am here to tell you THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED!!! So I now introduce my Christmas story: Why the Grinch Stole Christmas.

As a child, the Grinch was a perfectly normal young boy named Timmy. He loved Christmas very much and spent most of November and all of December focusing on Christmas. He made gifts for all of his friends and family, made a delicious Christmas dinner, and decorated the inside and outside of his house. However, this is where it all went wrong. As Timmy was setting up the outdoor decorations, his father pulled up in the family truck with a new decoration, a blow-up Santa Claus. Timmy quickly began setting up the new decoration and was done in ten minutes. After he admired his fine work, he went to bed because it was Christmas Eve. The next morning, Timmy ran to the window to check for snow because he had been dreaming of a white Christmas. Even though it was a white Christmas, Timmy had no excitement because he was greeted by Santa Claus. Now this may sound like any child’s dream, but this was no ordinary Santa. This Santa was not life-like at all. Instead, it was much larger than life, strangely cartoonish, and upside-down. This sight was absolutely terrifying to a nine-year-old boy and sent Timmy running to his room, unable to explain to his parents what was wrong. Timmy’s parents went to see what it was that had scared him and discovered the blow-up Santa hanging upside down from the roof. The snow had made the roof slick, causing it to tip over and hang from the roof, right over Timmy’s window.

Timmy’s parents entered his room laughing uproariously over the mistake. This, however, only upset Timmy more, at which point he vowed to never enjoy Christmas again. He spent the next twelve years devising a plan to completely ruin and put a stop to Christmas. He had created many plans, but none quite large enough to complete his goal. By the time he was eighteen, he spent his winters shut in his vacation home on Mount Crumpit, right over Who Ville. After his first Christmas of listening to the citizens of Who Ville feasting and singing, he knew that Mount Crumpit would be the place of his plan for Christmas’s demise. It was then that he changed his name to Grinch and got his dog, Max, for a companion to share his plans with. By his twenty-first Christmas, Grinch’s plan was almost complete. The only thing stopping him was a disguise so no one would realize who carried out the plan. With the help of Max, he soon found the perfect disguise. He set to work at the sewing machine and made a green, felt body suit with a mask. He then put a Santa suit on over the felt body suit (while he was no longer afraid of Santa, Grinch now loathed him, making the red-and-white suit the perfect disguise. With everyone thinking it was Santa who ruined Christmas, Grinch would not be blamed and could have his revenge on the jolly, fat man.) He headed in a homemade sleigh to Who Ville, with Max on the lead, to steal everything from those in Who Ville and ruin Christmas forever. And that is why the Grinch stole Christmas.

Of course I can’t end that way, now can I? The Grinch carried out his plan, learned the true meaning of Christmas, returned all that was stolen and his heart grew three sizes. He returned to his home on Mount Crumpit, changed into more festive clothing, and tossed out the green felt suit for good. He returned to Who Ville a changed man, introducing himself as Timmy once again. He never saw another blow-up Santa again and was finally able to live happily ever after, enjoying Christmas once again.

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