‘Twas the week before Christmas, when all through Korea People were freezing, due to winds from Siberia; The passports were placed by the front door with care, In hopes that Leslie Teacher soon would not be there;
The children were sniffling and picking their noses, I even had one kid throw up on his clothe-es! And me in my jacket, scarf, boots, mitts and cap, Thought: “It’s definitely colder than home now, what crap!” But decorations are up, I have holiday cheer! (And I wouldn’t turn down a good holiday beer.) I have a small tree, and some half-working lights, And a plan for avoiding a cold Christmas night; As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, Like Dasher and Dancer, I’ll mount to the sky! I will sure miss seeing you all, that is true, But I will be travelling (’cause that’s what I do!)
That’s right, while you’re trudging through snow that’s knee deep, I’ll be indulging in a massage in Siem Reap! (Sorry!) Now I may not be getting a new Christmas toy, But I’ll be saying “Happy New Year” from Hanoi! The whole time I’ll be thinking of family (and food), Of gingerbread, injera, the holiday mood; Guitar songs, board games, Secret Santa, and more, That special warmth you can’t get from a store. (Thanks, Grinch.) Now perhaps I will see all of you soon on Skype, But in case there are technical difficulties, I’ll type: Though I’m not there person (which just isn’t right!), Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
*Last year was the third time I was away from home at Christmas. (I spent it in Siem Reap… I know, I know. Life is rough.) I was feeling inspired on a lunch break, and sent this out to my relatives.