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"Night Before Christmas" Left-Right Pass-Around Gift Exchange
Game (Free PDF Print-Out Included)
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Here is another Christmas gift exchange idea -- whether you are using White
Elephant types of gifts, or gifts that are suitable for either males or females and in a price range that all the
participants agree upon ahead of time -- the Left/Right game.
Everyone sits in a circle holding a gift. Someone reads a Christmas-themed
story that includes the words "left and "right" several times each. The story below is one possible variation, a variation
on the traditional Christmas tale, "Twas the Night Before Christmas."
Every time the guests hear "left" in the story, they pass their
gift to the left; every time they hear the word "right", they pass it to the right.
At the end of the game, everyone gets to unwrap the gift
they're holding!
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NOTE: You can Click Here to download the "Left/Right" Game as a PDF document file
onto your own computer, so you can easily print and use it at your Christmas gathering... ALSO, please feel free to SHARE IT with
anyone else who would enjoy the game, too!
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Twas the night RIGHT before Christmas
when RIGHT through the house, Not a creature was LEFT
stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung RIGHT by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas
soon would be RIGHT there. The children were nestled RIGHT snug in their beds, while visions of sugarplums
danced RIGHT in their heads, And mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled RIGHT down for
a long winter's nap, When RIGHT out on the LEFT lawn there rose such a clatter, I sprang RIGHT
from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the RIGHT window I LEFT like a flash; tore open the shutters
and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow LEFT a luster of midday to objects RIGHT
below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleight and eight tiny reindeer. With a little
old driver RIGHT lively and quick; I knew RIGHT in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles
his coursers they came; and he whistled and shouted, and called them RIGHT by name: "Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen! On Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen! To the RIGHT top of the porch! To the LEFT
top of the wall! Now dash away, dash away, dash RIGHT away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane
fly when they meet RIGHT with an obstacle, mount RIGHT up to the sky, So up to the housetop the coursers
they LEFT flew, with a sleighful of toys and St. Nicholas, too. And then in a twinkling, I heard RIGHT on
the roof, the prancing and pawing of each little RIGHT and LEFT hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning
LEFT around - down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, RIGHT from his
head to his LEFT foot, and his clothes were all LEFT tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of toys he
had flung RIGHT on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His RIGHT and LEFT
eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples - how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll
little mouth was LEFT drawn up like a bow, and the beard LEFT on his chin was as white as the snow. The
stump of a pipe he held RIGHT in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad
face and a round little belly, that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was RIGHT chubby and
plump, a RIGHT, RIGHT jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his LEFT
eye and a LEFT twist of his head, soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went
RIGHT straight to his work, and filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk And laying his finger to the
LEFT of his nose, and giving a nod, he LEFT - up the chimney he rose. He sprang RIGHT to his sleigh,
to his team gave a whistle, and away they all LEFT like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he
LEFT - out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all - and to all a good night!"
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