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Yesterday’s corner time: 0 Minutes.

I’m on my best behaviour at the moment because apparently, Father Christmas is watching and he doesn’t look favourably upon little boys torturing their even littler sisters. I’m also a little concerned that he may reject many of the items on my Christmas list:

1) New Sword – Becca’s head has bent my current one.
2) Chainsaw – Let’s see her head dent this.
3) Axe - Just in case.
4) Train set.
5) Spiderman outfit.

I’ve just landed the plum role of third snowflake in my pre-school nativity play. I did have a plan for an unfortunate accident to befall snowflakes 1 and 2 thereby improving my snowflake ranking but I decided to put it in on hold, just in case Father Christmas might notice.

Initially, I tried to completely immerse myself in my role, drawing upon past experiences and emotions in order to bring some real depth to the part. I shed my Matthew persona and actually became Snowflake No. 3.

This meant that I had to be very quiet and float everywhere, as Snowflakes don’t tend to run around shouting a lot and harassing their sisters. Therefore, I soon decided to dispense with the method approach and have instead decided to just wing it on the day.

Surely, this shouldn’t be too difficult. A song and a simple dance routine, what can possibly go wrong?

Matthew.

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