Each year, the staff at KNKX enjoys gifting each of you this special sonic holiday gift. Here's our abridged reading of "The Night Before Christmas" by Clement Clarke Moore. The story was produced by Morning Edition producer Vivian McCall. Enjoy!
Nick Morrison, Production Manager: 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Vivian McCall, Morning Edition Producer: The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
Lilly Ana Fowler, Social Justice Reporter: The children were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
Kirsten Kendrick, Morning Edition Host: When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter. I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Ed Ronco, All Things Considered Host: Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
Robin Lloyd, Evening Jazz Host: When what to my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer!
Florangela Davila, News Director: With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
Mayowa Aina, Special Projects Reporter: More rapid than eagles, his coursers, they came. And he whistled and he shouted and he called them by name.
Dick Stein, retired Jazz Host: Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen. On Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen.
Mary McCann, Jazz Host: To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall! Now dash away, dash away, dash away, all!
Art Thiel, Sports Commentator: And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
Bellamy Pailthorp, Environment Reporter: As I drew in my head and was turning around, down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
Joey Cohn, General Manager: His eyes, how they twinkled. His dimples, how merry. His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.
Grace Madigan, Arts and Culture Reporter: His droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow. And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
Abe Beeson, Jazz Host: He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf. And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself.
Kari Plog, Sound Sound Reporter: A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Will James, Special Projects Producer: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
Ed Ronco, All Things Considered Host : And laying a finger to the side of his nose and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
Grace Madigan, Arts and Culture Reporter: He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle ...
Brenda Goldstein-Young, Director of Community Outreach: And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle.
John Kessler, All Blues Host: But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight ...
Florangela Davila, News Director: Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
