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Home Planet: (Christmas) Do you hear what I hear?

From: Spokane Public Radio
Length: 00:03:01

Holiday songs and old familiar carols are the soundtrack of this time of year. But do we all hear the same thing? Read the full description.

Dte_portrait_copy_small The man wasn't one of the well-dressed shoppers thronging the mall. His hair was shaggy and his clothes were dirty and unkempt. His shoelaces were wrapped around his ankles to keep his shoes from slipping off his feet. But he walked to where the carolers stood, his face open and rapt.

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The man wasn't one of the well-dressed shoppers thronging the mall. His hair was shaggy and his clothes were dirty and unkempt. His shoelaces were wrapped around his ankles to keep his shoes from slipping off his feet. But he walked to where the carolers stood, his face open and rapt.

Broadcast History

Aired Dec 4 2007 KPBX, Spokane Public Radio

Transcript

Cheryl-Anne Millsap
Staff writer
December 4, 2006

The Saturday after Thanksgiving, my daughters and I went to breakfast at the Grand old hotel downtown.

After eggs and bacon and pastries in the elegant ballroom, we walked to the mall.

We do this every year. It's how we officially kick off the holiday season.

We spend a day in the city to do a little shopping, wave at Santa sitting in his big chair beneath the giant tree, and enjoy the crowd.

By the time we made it to the toy store, I was tired. My favorite boots were pinching my feet, so I motioned toward the bench in the mall just outside the store and told my youngest daughter that's where I would be. Her sister was in another store.


"Take your time," I said, glad for the chance to sit for a minute. "Take as long as you want."

While she looked at the art supplies and the model horses, I looked at...
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