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Riverbrook first thing in the morning!

Whoa,

ho ho ho ho!

Oh, joy to the world!

Joy to the world!

Well,

good morning.

Good morning.

Um, where's your car?

Don't have one.

Well how do you

get to work?

We take the bus. Come on,

Randal, we're gonna be late!

Don't be silly, catch a

ride with Adam and I.

Oh, thank you anyway, but

we can use the time to

plan how we're going to decorate

the school for Christmas.

Ah, okay, well don't

say I didn't offer.

Drive safe.

Ride safe.

Nothing like a little holiday atmosphere

to create a little holiday cheer.

We've only got fifteen

minutes until they come in.

How did you?

Fast bus!

Very fast!

It's magnificent,

Mr. Frost.

I didn't realize we had so

many decorations in storage.

Well, we didn't...

They were in the very back

of the storage closet.

Ah.

It looks like the North

Pole threw up in here.

That tree does sort

of kick butt though.

Some broken ornaments

might ugly it up.

All right, everyone!

Let's move on, shall we!

We still have

class today.

I wanna know

who the janitor is.

What do you mean?

Who is he? Where'd he come from?

How does he know so much about us?

We need his info.

How you gonna

do that?

I'll handle it.

Farley and Steve, step in

here for a minute please.

Uh, we're gonna be late

for class.

Now.

I heard the principal let you

off with just a warning.

She didn't think

it was any big deal.

I do and you both should have apologized

to Mr. Johnson before he left.

Too late now.

It's kinda hard to apologize to

somebody who's not really here.

Maybe next time.

There better not be

a next time.

Well who knows what the

future has in store.

Yeah we're not really

psychic, Miss Claymore.

Okay, you can go now. But I'm warning

you, if there is a next time,

I'm complaining all the way

up to the school board.

Oohhh.

Yeah, okay.

Hello?

Hello, is this

Charles Morgan?

Yes.

Hi, this is Gene Claymore.

Farley's teacher.

Oh hello, Miss Claymore,

what can I do for you?

I'd like to set up an appointment

with you to talk about Farley.

What about him?

He's acting out in some

pretty major ways.

I'm sorry to hear that,

Miss Claymore,

he's working through

a lot of issues.

I'm aware that

he lost his mother.

He's coping

as best as he can,

I think you should

cut him some slack.

I, I am, but...

You're his teacher,

not his therapist.

I'm not trying to

be his therapist,

but I still think we should

meet teacher to parent.

Fine. I'm away at the moment,

when I get back in town,

I'll call you

and set something up.

Maybe tomorrow

after the science fair?

Um, no, no,

that's not good.

Um, I'll get back to you.

Thanks for calling.

You're his teacher,

not his therapist?

It doesn't take a doctor to

know that that kid is

going to make life miserable

for a lot of people.

Farley, shouldn't

you be in class?

I'm doing a report on Mr. Frost

and I need some background info.

Such as?

Where he worked last, what's his

first name? Stuff like that.

Kris is the first name

you're looking for,

but I'm sorry Farley, I can't

give you any other info.

Why don't you ask

Mr. Frost yourself?

The assignment is to find out as much

as you can from outside sources.

How 'bout where

he worked last?

It'd be great if

you could do that much.

Farley...

I talked to my dad yesterday

about the gym renovation.

He said he would talk to

his accountant first thing.

That's wonderful.

He's pretty forgetful,

though.

I might have to call and remind him.

Or not.

True North Industrial is

where Mr. Frost worked last.

That's all you get.

Thanks, Principal Barnes. You

rock, I'll make sure my dad

talks to his accountant

first thing tomorrow.

Well?

Nothing, nada.

Not even a True North

Industrial Group?

They're for real, but there's nothing on

Mr. Frost or that dorky friend of his.

I'm thinking lying on his

resume should get him fired.

Maybe even a crime, especially working

with all these innocent kids.

We got him.

How can I help

you boys?

There's something

I want to show you.

Look what we've

got here.

Isn't this where you said you

worked last before coming here?

Did I?

I hacked their site, there's

no record of you working here.

There's nothing on

Mr. Elfman either.

What's your point?

I'm sure Principal Barnes

will think of one.

Not to mention the

school board, the cops.

Well I hope you spelled my name right.

It's one S.

One S, try again.

I'll wait.

Oh, look at that.

If you'll excuse me I have

some work to do. Steven.

What the...

I'm telling you.

The dude wasn't there

when I looked this morning.

That's way freaky.

Come on.

Ha ha ha ah ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Freak.

Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!

Who's first?

Hello,

what's your name?

Heather.

Heather, that is

a beautiful name.

Tell Santa what you're going to

get your mother this year. Hmm?

You know how good you feel

when you get a present?

You'll feel even better when you

give one to your mother or father.

Really?

Really,

and you know why?

Because giving a gift to your mother

or father is saying I love you.

But I don't have

any money.

You don't need money to

give a gift.

You could give your mother ten

days of helping with the dishes.

Or making your bed.

Or a month's worth

of hugs and kisses.

I could do

all those things.

Yes, you could. And remember

that a gift form the heart

is more valuable than

a gift from the store.

Now tell me what you're going

to give to your mother.

Ho ho ho, that's a wonderful gift!

She will love that!

Merry Christmas to you!

Here ya go, here ya go.

Bye bye.

Next!

What do ya think, Kip?

Isn't it cool or what?

It's your father.

Thanks.

Hi, Dad.

I'm just finishing it now,

I can't wait to show you.

Oh... Yeah, it's just

some dumb science fair.

Yeah, next week.

Sure, okay.

CRASH!

This is Eric Simms,

reporting for WALQ,

from Santa Square

in the downtown mall.

I came here this afternoon to

report on what I thought would be

just one of those

heartwarming holiday stories,

we always see

this time of year.

But, it turns out this story

had an intriguing twist.

One which may change the way

we feel about Christmas.

A few days ago

the regular Santa here

was replaced by...

well, we're not sure who.

You may want to

see this.

Uh, I'm still trying to compile

my naughty and nice list.

Instead of asking the children

what presents they wanted,

our mystery Santa asked them

what gifts they wanted to give.

This is a big story.

And believe it or not,

the children got excited.

And so did the parents. The

story of this mystery Santa

has been racing around the

blogisphere for the past few days.

Then things started

getting a little strange.

I asked to see the photos, taken here

of the children sitting on Santa's lap.

You won't believe what

you're about to see.

The mall photographer

swears these images

are all taken

of the same Santa.

If it turns out that these

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