The stillness of the classroom echoed with the moist, cold air. In my private moments, I celebrated the art of concealing precious thoughts, bundling and wrapping it with some sparkling, red gift wrappers. A hassle some may beckon but I found such pleasure wrapping Christmas gifts. With limited creativity, I managed to please myself.

Laying the gift wrappers carefully on the table, the gift stood proudly and firmly. Scissors on one hand and enjoying the spirited little task, I measured the amount of paper required and snip away. Folding the corners and placing the cello tape, I was eyeing on the ribbons. Strings of purple layers went around the gift. Running through the ribbons using the scissors, it groomed and curled, producing bouncy waves.

The first batch of Christmas gifts were ready to be sent out. In anticipation was, the next moment, watching the gifts unwrapped. The facial expression of the recipients bring such warmth to my heart. “Thank you, I love the presents”, I imagined the responses. Bringing the bundles of joy, I crossed the ocean and arrived at Kota Kinabalu. Some gifts took more miles than that. A journey all the way to USA!

Arriving at Kota Kinabalu to my dearest friend’s house, I was tasked to wrap presents as my friend hastily prepares for the feast on Christmas eve. I took the assignment with such pride. Resources were similar but the results were definitely more extravaganza.

The personal touch was there. A gift tag, which my earlier wrappings lack of. A picture of Santa and a Christmas tree paints the gifts with twinkling cheers.

After 4 hours of hardcore wrapping, the output was me, standing, admiring the mountain of presents. Ranging from candy-like sculpture to gigantic fan wheels, I have indeed took the liberty to cross my creativity bridge. I was contented.

Arranging the presents under the Christmas tree, I couldn’t help but chirp like a little bird. Humming the tune, the season to be jolly has surely arrived.

When Christmas eve night came, the tree sparkled like a fairy and the gifts were fairy dust. A sight indeed worthwhile, Christmas could not get any sweeter than this.

NOTE: The post was delayed for obvious reasons. 😉