Attention Oaker Nation! Entry journalist Robert Petrarca, who wrote last year’s Oaker edition of The Twelve Days of Christmas, is happy to bring you a new Christmas tale filled with Oaker spirit, holiday joy, and laughter for students and faculty alike.
Attention Oaker Nation! Entry journalist Robert Petrarca, who wrote last year’s Oaker edition of The Twelve Days of Christmas, is happy to bring you a new Christmas tale filled with Oaker spirit, holiday joy, and laughter for students and faculty alike.
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the halls, not a student was stirring in any of the bathroom stalls. The students had left their stockings out by the lockers with care, hoping that the jolly Oaker elephant would soon be there. The students were nestled with their heads on their desks, while visions of Chromebooks typed away in their heads. And with the principal gone for the night, and no plans for the evening, every student had settled down for a weeklong sleep that was sure to last the whole holiday evening. When out in the parking lot arose such a clatter, every student sprung from their desk to see what was the matter. When they finally got outside (all cozy in their pj’s), then came the sight of a wooden sleigh pulled by eight tiny elephants. At first, the students were skeptical at this very odd and questionable sight, but when they got a closer look there was a figure of unimaginable size and height.
When they saw who it was they broke into excitement and cheer, for it was the holiday Oaker all tall and heavy in the rear. He landed his oak sleigh in the lot by the new cafeteria and greeted the fellow Oaker nation with some good old holiday cheer. When the students saw him they raced out of sight, back to sleep they went in hopes of getting some great gifts on that magical night. He walked through doors so hefty and merry and he let out a big trumpet roar that was happy and merry. He had a big fluffy beard that was as white as the snow and two big heavy tusks that could push through mounds of snow. On his back, he carried a sack of Oaker merchandise, and he crept slowly and quietly through the halls to not draw any attention or sight. When suddenly out of nowhere came a disturbance in the night, the sound of a student’s footsteps not far out of sight. He caught a quick glance of the holiday mascot, and from the wink of the elephant’s eye, a Christmas miracle had occurred in the form of jolliness that night.
The mascot spoke not a word and went straight to his duty. He filled up the lockers and stockings with many great gifts that would make the students cheery. For students, he left much needed Oaker merchandise, some nice coffee mugs, sweaters, and warm wooly hats for cold winter nights. With a wink, his work here was done and he began to make his way to the sleigh through the snow, wind, and ice. As he walked out the door he put a note for all to read. It said that an Oaker is someone that’s a fan of oak wood and that our mascot should be an oak tree. At the sound of a whip, the elephant flew, and up, up and away too. But we heard him exclaim when he flew out of sight: Merry Christmas to all and to all Oakers Goodnight!
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