Niagara14301 asked about this classic Harry Simeone holiday classic, so enjoy your Wassalia present! I thought it would be nice if, at Royal Prep's annual holiday pageant, before the choirs combine and sing (see chapter 27), the Royal Prep Chorus started things off with one of their favorite songs. Harry Simeone's music is not mine.

Everyone was eager for the annual holiday concert at Royal Prep to begin. Gwen and Wallace, especially, were especially excited. Not only was it the first time that Gwen was setting foot inside Royal Prep since she became a Lady of the House of O'Toole, but her children, Timothy and Amy, were singing in the Royal Prep Chorus.

"I'm so proud of them," Gwen murmured as they sat down. "And I can't wait to hear James when he sings with his choir!"

"I'm excited to hear them myself," Miranda smiled, "But Rollie, I've been meaning to ask you this for a long time. I know you said you signed James up for Music Appreciation, but there's also a Royal Prep Chorus. What's the difference between the two?"

"Well, Miranda, Music Appreciation has more subject matter to it," Roland explained. "Students learn musical histories and theories in addition to singing in the choir."

"So, the Royal Prep Chorus is like the junior choir where they learn about music and learn how to sing, while Music Appreciation is like a level up from that?" Wallace suggested.

"Exactly," Roland smiled. "I didn't think James needed to be in the beginner's choir since he's already been singing from a young age, so I signed him up for the more advanced course."

"Whatever choral activities he does, I'm glad he's doing them in public again," Miranda smiled. "But he told us that he's still going to play the piano and run the sound board for his class."

"Whatever makes him happy, I'm going to stand by him and support his decision," Roland squeezed her hand.

"As am I," Miranda agreed as the younger choir came onto the stage.

Sir Maxwell smiled and gave the cue for the choir to start singing.

Gwen and Wallace smiled as they picked out Timothy and Amy's voices right away in the crowd of students on stage as the song began. They'd heard them sing this lots of times as they practiced, and James even sang with them as he accompanied them.

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Sir Maxwell smiled as he motioned for Timothy to come up to the microphone.

Timothy's angelic voice filled the auditorium, Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Sir Maxwell motioned for Amy to join him in a duet, Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?

Amy continued the verse as a solo, Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

The Royal Prep Chorus finished the song together, Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.

Sir Maxwell motioned for Timothy and Amy to take a bow. As they came up, Gwen and Wallace were applauding the hardest.

"We'll have to get James, Timothy, and Amy to sing that, or a different song, at a future Wassalia party," Gwen said as she and Wallace sat down again from giving their children a standing ovation.

"That's a wonderful idea!" Roland smiled as another song started.