There is nothing better than the scent of ginger and nutmeg at Christmas, and nothing says Christmas better than a delicious sugary gingerbread cookie.
The Gingerbread Man
It’s Christmas! Bah Hum Bug! What was this all about? I rolled under the sheets and gave them a tug. I was just a ball of dough with nothing much to show.
Then something magical happened! First one hand rolled out, then another began to sprout. I soon found two feet that kicked me out of bed.
Eyes appeared upon a small round head. I was all smooth and flat with a beautiful tan- just like a gingerbread man.
Wow! Look at me!” I exploded in glee. Christmas! It’s Christmas! I had to rush!
My scent filled the air with not a second to spare. I grabbed for my vest and began to get dressed. There was a classroom of girls and boys choosing me over bright red toys.
They had put me on their list and sealed it with a kiss. They all had shouted, “Send a gingerbread man our way.” So many children were looking forward to a spicy Christmas day.
I did a happy jig and proudly stretched into a backward bend, knowing I was just their right, spicy blend, but I couldn’t forget the teacher who caught my eye with her attractive feature.
She had requested a cinnamon and nutmeg scent, and I wanted her content. Maybe she’d use me in her gingerbread house. I’d surprise her! Slip in quiet as a mouse.
Excitement overtook me as I sent myself a kiss. I was thrilled to be at the top of their list. I dashed on some ginger and added more sugar and spice. Hmmm, I smelled really nice.
In my haste, I snuck a taste. Yes! I was all sweet from my head to my feet.
Next, I buttoned my vest, which fit tight across my dark tan chest. I fumbled with its buttons of red as the scent of ginger filled my head, Then, l looked in the mirror, but something was a’miss!
“Oh my! Where was my sugar coat?” I quickly sprinkled more sugar around my arms and my throat, and then grabbed my beads and pearls, for that would be missed by those curly-lock girls. But what about the boys? Oh, not to worry! They’d be too busy with their games and their noise.
As magic swirled through the air, I tapped my heels with a flair. I had much to do, no doubt, as I hurried about.
I’m spicy, all sugar and sweet! Just right for sampling and oohh – so sweet to eat. I’d fill out those stockings – just right! All eyes would be happy and bright.
“Oh yes1 It’s Christmas!” A smile hit my lips as I sucked in my hips. What a cute cookie I would be- just the key for creating glee in the classroom’s gingerbread fam’ily.
Mary Crisp Jameson -Revised 12/19/2024
