The Grinch ~ Dr Seuss

One of the most marvoulous Christmas' I remember was one year when my boys were little. I went to the library with them and picked out a book called How the grinch stole Christmas.
I have to confess that up to the moment I read the book Dr Seuss and I had never got on and yet as I sat on the bed with a boy either side and began to read, magic emerged from the pages.

For those who do not know the story, It's written in the iconic ryming style of Dr S. It tells the story of a happy town of Who's who are busying themselves getting ready for Christmas. up on the top of the mountain that towers above the town lived a grinch... not a particually nice fella. Kind of messy and with an attitude that puts Ebeneezer Scrooge to shame.
The grinch you see had no happiness in his life and couldn't stand the thought that anyone else could be happy.

The night before Christmas he sneaked down the mountainside and went into every who house taking their turkeys, treees and presents. With his sleigh fully laden he climbed the mountain and chucked the whole lot down the other side. Then thinking his dasterdly plan had gone well, he climbed into bed.

But what was that noise coming up the hill? The grinch woke up and listened.......

"But this... this sound wasn't sad. Why... this sound sounded glad. Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, was singing, without any presents at all! He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming, it came! Somehow or other, it came just the same. "

"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 and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?"