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Home Alone? I Think Not!

By Anonymous
Cheryl Yeap 

'Twas a peaceful night in Paradise Hotel. Dalat high school students gradually trickled into the ballroom, awkwardly greeting their dates and taking pictures. The girls felt beautiful as ever in their CB gowns, and the boys shone like stars.  
When everyone was asked to take a seat, sweet Santa (a.k.a. Mr. Allen), Mrs. Claus (Miss Grad), and two elves strolled down the aisle, bringing joy and excitement to the entire hall. Suddenly, the gentle Christmas music was switched to a menacing tune. The joyful atmosphere of the hall was completely uprooted. A group of Asian rebels, wearing creepy masks, invaded the merry ballroom. They ran around the hall like mad people and danced in the middle of the hall. They gathered on the stage and wrapped Santa and his friends in thick, inescapable ropes. As Santa and his companions shouted for help, Peter Lee, the mastermind behind the whole operation, escorted Santa and his friends away, and then rapped about his reason for this capture. 
After the scene, the guests were dismissed to get their delicious dinner from the buffet line. The guests enjoyed the food and the company of their friends. People continued to pose like celebrities and took countless photos. 
Then, Kevin, Santa's assistant, called for the guests' attention. He asked the guests to help him in his mission to rescue Santa and his friends. Because Santa and his elves were captured, the children of the world would not receive gifts. Therefore the first event was gift wrapping. When the timer started, a representative from each guest table dashed to the back of the hall in search of two specified gifts. Then, each table group worked together to wrap the gifts creatively and to create masterpieces. Then, the host of the night (Peter) picked the best gifts; a gift with a beautiful Christmas tree decoration was selected as the winner. 
The next event was to create a booby trap to defeat the Asian invasion rebels. Miss Seckler, a Physics genius, impressed everybody by creating a simple, yet complicated, contraption to trap any unlucky person. People gathered around her table with pure amazement in their eyes. Then, the weapon that Lexi Zimbulis’ (12) table made was chosen as the best booby trap. Here's how it works: as people become enticed by Calvin Thompson’s (12) handsome face, a distraction is created, allowing the burglar to “speared.” 
Then, the Asian rebels struck again. They gathered on stage with their leader, Peter. Kevin used Lexi's booby trap, with Calvin included, to kill Peter. As Santa and his friends were freed from being hostages, Peter lied dying on the ground and asked the kind guests for forgiveness; for only then did he understand the true meaning of Christmas, which are joy and happiness. ‘Twas a Christmas miracle.
As Isaac Chan said, "It was a fun-filled night of Asian humor, dancing, and acting.” Truly, it was an awesome and memorable Christmas Banquet. 

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