I sighed as the silly children giggled and laughed around me. It was my month to shine, and I appreciated that, but those children for sure got on my nerves, always messing with my needles and all. I tried to growl at them when they got too close to me, but I had forgotten how to talk. Lucky for me, a human came and took the children away from me. I was safe. Another human walked over with a box and started to stick ornaments on me. I didn’t mind them, except when they tickled me, and I couldn’t knock them off. Getting decorated always made me feel dressed and ready for the season. Most of the time it was dead silent in the church hallway where I was placed, year by year, but I loved getting to be out of my box. When the human finished decorating me, it picked up the box and left. Soon, another group of humans walked by, and a little one with long hair yelled,

‘’Look at the pretty tree!’’ if I could have smiled, I would have. Job accomplished.