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December 14, 2011

Carmen's POV

"Alright everyone, write down this math problem in your book and raise your hand when you have the answer." I said to my fifth grade class after I wrote the math equation on the board.

I sat at my desk and immediately Keith's hand went up.

"You have it already?" I asked with a smile, amazed. I knew they could do it, but I didn't think they could get it that fast.

"I need a pencil." Keith said shyly.

"Get one from the box." I said pointing to the box I have on the windowsill for spare pencils.

Keith got up from his desk and walked to the box. He picked it up and turned toward me, "It's empty." He said.

I sighed, not realizing that we were that low on pencils. I started digging through my purse and found a lone pencil at the bottom of the bag. I handed it to him and made a joke about the pencils going so fast.

Later in the day I handed out a blank sheet of paper to everyone and was left with two pieces of paper. I guess I would be making a run to the store after school.

After school I headed to the local store in Forks. I was filling the card with school supplies and bitching to myself about the cost of plain paper.

"Hi, Carmen." I turned to see Bella.

"Hi, Bella." I smiled. "You on a paper run too?"

"Yeah, I need printer paper." She said as she held up her ream of paper.

"You know the expression 'blank doesn't grow on trees'?" I said holding up a notebook. "Well paper really does grow on trees, so why is it getting so expensive?"

"That's a good point and question." Bella laughed. "You work in a school. What do you need paper for?"

"My class is completely out of supplies." I answered.

"Don't you give out a supplies list to your students?" She asked. "Every other teacher does."

"No." I said. "I personally think parents have enough to spend on, on clothes and shoes and book bags. I supply everything they need in school, just trying to help the parents who have a hard time buying it all."

"That's so sweet." She said. "But that's got be costing you a fortune."

"Just a small one." I laughed.

I groaned as the sales clerk told me the total. With the cost of everything going up, I wouldn't be able to supply much more school supplies. Along with buying everything myself, my husband Eleazar has also been buying things for my class.

"Hi, honey." Eleazar said as he came into the kitchen from work. He kissed me on the cheek and then sat across from me at the island I was making dinner on. "How was your day?" He asked.

"Pretty good." I said as I chopped vegetables. "I had to get some more supplies today."

"Already?" He asked. "What did that set you back?"

"I wouldn't ask questions that you don't want the answers to." I replied with a small smile.

"Hmm." He groaned. "That doesn't sound good. I know you don't want to, but you need to start making the parents buy their kids supplies."

"You're right." I said. "I don't want to. But it might end up coming down to that."

Eleazar came around the counter and wrapped his arms around me. "This is why you win teacher of the year every year. Because, other than being a great teacher, you are selfless."

"I just want to help. I grew up without money. I know how much my parents struggled. I hate seeing people go through that."

"Like I said, selfless." He said. "Even when you go without."

I knew what he was talking about; I didn't like to bring attention to it though. I didn't need praise for going without so that my students could have. I think of them as my own kids, if they need I give. Even if it means I go without the new shoes I want or the latest designer handbag. That stuff is material, not a necessity.

A few days later I was sitting at my desk grading homework while the kids took a test. Everyone's heads, including mine, popped up and looked around for a weird noise that was getting louder.

"Is that sleigh bells?" I asked.

The sound of bells stopped and suddenly someone knocked on the door, followed by the sound of feet running down the hallway.

I walked to the door as the kids watched on curiously. I opened the door to find a cart in the hallway with six large boxes on it topped with a red bow. I wheeled the cart in the room and looked at the boxes. They had my name on them.

I opened the boxes to see them all full of school supplies. Pens, paper, notebooks, folders, loose leaf paper, paint, paint brushes, clay, chalk, everything a class would need to function.

"Hey." Keith said excitedly. "The red bow is Santa's calling card."

"Calling card?" I laughed. "You watch too much Law and Order."

"True." He laughed. "But it still is. Way to go on getting on Santa's list."

The kids started clapping and I couldn't help but laugh. I looked in the boxes again, it wasn't a cure all, but it sure would last awhile. By the looks of the amount of stuff, a long while.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I hate the start of school; you spend more money than you have to buy everything kids need to start school.

So, any idea on who Santa is yet? People keep switching their guess, where are you currently in the guessing game?

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