Our prompt this week is:
to write as the arrowed Santa.
Bao Yu said it would be fun.
She said it was a multicultural opportunity. Costumes were to be provided by the organisers.
Look at me! I look ridiculous.
Mother said I would grow out of my baby panda fat. Well I haven’t yet.
My t-shirt does not look nearly as good as the rest.
The hat! What’s with the red and the fluff? It itches; it makes my face look fat.
That food, that Christmas Pudding.
I want to go home.
Thank goodness I’ll be back home soon, only two more days of this madness...