Everyone was ready. Holding lit candles, all the villagers began to process down the aisle amid joyous music and singing. All except for Maria, who hid in the shadows, watching with tears in her eyes as the procession to the church started. I tried and tried to make something beautiful, but instead I ruined it. Suddenly, Maria heard a voice.
Love is what makes any gift special.
With that, Maria stepped out from the shadows. Nearby she noticed some tall green weeds. She rushed over and quickly filled her arms with the weeds, covering them with her manto. Then she ran swiftly to the church. By the time she arrived, the candles were ablaze and the children were singing as they walked down the aisle carrying their gifts to the Christ Child.