'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a robot mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The roboteers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of winch kits danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With two little drivers, so lively and quick,
I wondered for a moment who, I was expecting St. Nick.
More rapid than the VEXMen his coursers they came,
And they whistled, and they shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Karthik! now, JVN! now, Rick TYLer and Brad!
On, Quazar! on Sean! on, MarkO and Ricky!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As Round Up rings that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of robots, and the two men too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Paul C and Jason came in with a bound.
They dressed all in black Vex wear, from head to their tips,
Their clothing all greasy from hours building kits;
A bundle of parts they had flung on their backs,
And new VEX challenges and awards filled other sacks.
They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
There were parts of all shapes, motors of all sizes,
Even a turntable as the biggest of suprises;
And laying their fingers aside of their nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney they rose;
They sprang to the sleigh, Jason gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard Paul exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy VEXmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
Thanks and Happy Holiday to the VEXRobotics and RECF teams and to all of you.!
