Jest 'Fore Christmas

Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!
Mighty glad I ain't a girl - ruther be a boy,
Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy!

by Eugene Field Click to read full poem

Comments about Jest 'Fore Christmas

Bill Cuff 02 Aug 11:58
When I was in first grade, my mother made me memorize this poem and present it on stage at a Christmas program in front of the whole school, grades K through 12.
Spock The Vegan 19 Dec 2019 03:17
This was read to me in grade school. I hadn't though about it for years, but I like it.
chuck 11 Jun 2019 07:08
read this in grade school...sometime between 1956 and 1959. I memorized the 'grandma/oldest brother Dan/Ceylon stanza and would intone it, time to time, over 60 years. THEN, Walter Slezak speaks the 'prospect pleases. man is vile' part in Born to Kill..a 1947 film noir.
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Doh Hampa 19 Dec 2018 04:27
When I was teaching I would read this poem 3 weeks before Christmas and at least once a week. Used this as a lesson on progression of some of our language and the use of idioms. What great memories.
Andy Avent 24 Dec 2017 10:36
We would read this and other poems on Christmas Eve and still do.
Susan Williams 20 Dec 2015 05:14
That was a fun read! It sparked memories even though I wasn't a boy- girls can be tom boys, you know, I have never read him before and look forward to more like this.
Kim Barney 20 Dec 2015 05:56
Have enjoyed this poem since I was a child. Thanks, Poem Hunter, for including it here today.
Jay Porter 20 Dec 2015 05:23
I really enjoyed this poem. It reminds me of myself before Christmas
Seema Jayaraman 20 Dec 2015 04:20
After all the typical boy games, swimming in lake n climbing trees, just for Christmas being as good as he could be..enjoyed reading.
Carol Carter 29 Nov 2014 04:55
My grandmother, who's been gone almost 40 years, used to recite this to us when we were children. Brings back some wonderful momories
Carol Carter 29 Nov 2014 04:54
My grandmother, who's been gone almost 40 years, used to recite this to us when we were children. Brings back some wonderful momories
Sue Collins 22 Dec 2005 09:01
I find the most joy in the poetry that my father read/recited to me as a child. And this was one of them, along with 'The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere, ' The Song of Hiawatha, ' and many others Poetry gives me the comfort of returning to the carefree days of my childhood, have grown up when childhood was really carefree in the 50's.