(Whistling Deck the Halls) There was a little girl who wanted to whistle. All day long she would walk around huffing and puffing. “What are you doing?” Her brothers and sisters asked, “Why I’m whistling.” “You’re no bird,” her brothers and sisters teased, “you’re not even making any sound.” But she went about her day huffing and puffing . “What are you doing her class mates would ask.” “I’m whistling,” she would say. “You’re silly,” they teased. “We don’t hear anything.” One day the little girls mother came up on her crying. “What’s wrong?” the mother asked. The little girl took in a huge breath puffed out her cheeks and giving a blow gave a whistle clean and clear. Then broke again into tears. “Listen to you!” the mother exclaimed, “you can whistle like a bird, why do you cry?” “Mama,” the little girl replied. “I was so close to quitting.” Remember to make your dreams come true, It may take a little huffing and puffing. Merry Christmas.