Every student down at Southridge liked Christmas a lot...
But the Coronavirus, however, did not!
Coronavirus hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be the Christmas concert, filled with music and choir.
It could be KFACE, where Southridge was hitting threes,
and was on fire.
But I think that the most likely reason of all,
May have been that the Christmas feast was too loved by all.
Whatever the reason, the concert, KFACE or the feast,
It waited in December, hoping to affect Southridge, at the
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!"
Then COVID growled, Southridge is still having a great year.
"I must find some way to stop the Christmas from coming!"
For the last day of school, he knew,
Southridge students would still be buzzing!
The students in their advisories, gathered together, yet apart.
Oh, the gatherings! Oh, the gatherings!
GATHERINGS! GATHERINGS! GATHERINGS!
That's one thing he hated! The gatherings!
Then the students and staff, would sit down to watch the feast.
And they'd laugh! And they'd laugh! And they'd LAUGH!
LAUGH! LAUGH! LAUGH!
They would laugh at videos, skits, and everything in between
Which was something the Coronavirus couldn't stand in the least!
And then the students would do something the virus liked least of all!
Every student down in Southridge, the tall and the small,
Would sit together, with the school song playing
And the choir would start singing!
They'd sing! And they'd sing! And they'd SING!
SING! SING! SING!
And the more the Coronavirus heard of the Christmas concert
The more he thought, "I must stop this whole thing!"
"Why, for 26 years I've put up with it now!"
"I must stop Christmas from coming! But how?"
Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
“I know just what to do!" The Coronavirus laughed in his sore throat.
He tried to spread the virus all over, to make learning at Southridge completely remote!
However, Southridge students and staff already knew it all,
they always wore their masks and followed social-distancing protocols.
Mr. Smith sanitized students' hands with Mr. Jones by his side,
it was certain that the school was doing the best anybody could provide!
When the Coronavirus saw this, he went crazy!
His plan was not working, and the Southridge Spirit
was certainly not lazy!
He needed a better idea to get by the Southridge Storm
and it finally came to him, it was common sense!
"All I need is a reindeer..." The Coronavirus looked
But, since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be
Did that stop him? No! The Coronavirus said,
"If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make an eagle and orca
Then he took some yellow, and blue thread,
And he tied a big yellow beak onto his head.
He loaded some bags on the “We Are All One” bus,
and he hitched up Sal, and off they went without a fuss.
Then the Coronavirus said, "Giddy up!" And the bus started down,
Toward the homes where the Southridge students lay, in their town.
All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air.
All the Southridge students were dreaming about the Country Fair.
When he came to the first little house on the square.
"This is stop number one," the Coronavirus declared,
And he climbed to the roof, ready to strike
Then he slid down the chimney, but was stopped by Lysol wipes.
He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue.
He then heard a sound, and turned around rapidly
He saw Brad Smith, holding hand sanitizer quite happily.
As he approached him, he knew the virus's time was done
he was about to be ended, even though he thought the fun had just begun
Oh Southridge, you have finally won!
Southridge students then went to school on the final day,
Even though the dodgeball tournament, and Christmas debate were away.
The Coronavirus stared down at Southridge
with his popping eyes,
What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every student down in Southridge, the tall
and the small,
Were learning! Without any distractions at
The virus hadn't stopped Christmas from
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
Written by Mattias A, Grade 11
Illustrated by Maddy W, Grade 11