Chapter 17 – The Christmas Play
Chapter 17 – The Christmas Play“Daisy, this will be our last Christmas play,” I say. “They don’t have these things in seventh grade. I hope this year I get to be a person and not a donkey like last year. For sure I don’t want to be in the choir. Mr. Keller knows I can’t sing so maybe he’ll choose me for one of the wise men.”
“Blew, I don’t care who I am, but I don’t want to be Joseph,” Russell says. “All he does is sit next to Mary and look at the kid in the manger.”
“Russell, you can’t call baby Jesus a kid,” Daisy reprimands.
“Oh, don’t be so fussy. It’s only a doll. It ain’t a real baby.”
“That’s not the point,” Daisy disagrees. “If the play is to seem real, we must pretend the doll is real or nobody will believe us.”
“Nobody believes us anyway,” Ka
