Cowart's Common Room
The First Tinsel

Before going to the Hall for the Nativity 'Concert', the 1st years sat on their bottoms and listened to this story, which I was asked to tell in more detail than in my blog:

It was Christmas Eve and everything was quiet. THe children were asleep.
Mother and Father were snoring in bed.
Even the mice were safe in their holes.
So the spiders came out, crawling through the crack in the corner of the ceiling.
"The coast is clear!" called Mr Spider.
"I'm coming" called his wife in return.
It was the same every night. They would anchor two long, sticky strands to the ceiling, and swing across the room down to the floor on the other side. They would snip the silky strands and explore all over the room and the furniture. If, along the way, they happened to stumble across a wandering fly or wayward ant, they would enjoy a midnight snack!
"Hang on tight!" said Mr Spider.
"Eight legs" worth!" said Mrs Spider.
With a leap and a "Yahoo" the spiders sailed across the room.
Now it was Christmas Eve, remember, so instead of landing on the floor, across the room, they crashed into something tall and prickly!
"It's a tree!" called Mr Spider.
"But it wasn't here last night", wondered Mrs Spider. "How did it grow so fast?"
"Let's explore it," suggested Mr Spider.
"Excellent!" said Mrs Spider, "lets see if there are any grubs for supper!"
So the spiders crawled down the tree. They started from the star at the top. Mr Spider went one way, Mrs Spider went the other. They were both so excited that they forgot about snipping off the long strands of webbing that trailed behind them.
They found all sorts of exciting things like pine cones and candles, bows and bells. Suddenly, just as they reached the bottom, the lights in the room came on. They did what sensible spiders would - they skittered far under the tree to hide.
At first, they could see only boots. Big black boots with white fur around the tops. Then there were white-gloved hands thrusting huge bright boxes right in front of their spider faces. Then there was chuckling - and the odd, deep 'Ho-ho-ho'. Then, from that same deep voice, there boomed a 'What's this?'
The man stood back and looked at the tree and then he laughted again.
"A spider's been here," he chuckled. "And left its web all up and down and around this tree. It's a lovely decoration. It just needs...yes, that's it."
And he touched the web with the tip of his white-gloved hand.
All at once, the web turned to silver, from the point where he touched it and all around the tree!
When the man had gone and it was dark again, the spiders crawled out from their hiding place. they looked up at the tree, and at their web, now glistening like silver.
"It's beautiful!" said Mr Spider.
"A wonder!" said Mrs Spider.
And some say that's how the very first tinsel came to be!

Posted at 17th Dec 2008 - 09:49PM   Posted by Withy Brook   The First Tinsel Comments: 4

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Bayou's Avatar Very Happy Thank you Withy! I feel like as if this was my "good-night-tale". So nice!

Posted by: Bayou on 17th Dec 2008 at 11:12PM

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Camilla's Avatar Ah, I really loved reading that Withy, bet the children were wide-eyed and so engrossed in your story. Wish I could have been there, I adore being with children, some say I was born to be a teacher for young children, too late now of course.

xx

Posted by: Camilla on 18th Dec 2008 at 01:20AM

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KittyB's Avatar Love it - I'll read it to H in a minute, we had a poem a few nights ago about the spider weaving a web above the manger and the light catching it - the Christmas star above the crib.

Posted by: KittyB on 18th Dec 2008 at 07:50AM

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Westerwitch's Avatar Aw that is lovely

Posted by: Westerwitch on 18th Dec 2008 at 02:04PM

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