I grew up loving the work of Dr. Seuss. I also grew up loving Christmas.
The holiday season is not complete for me unless I watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Before I profess my love, I need to make something clear: I’m talking about the animated classic from 1966, not the 2000 Jim Carrey travesty (don’t even get me started on that one). I first saw How the Grinch Stole Christmas when I was in kindergarten. I remember my parents sitting me down to watch it on television one night, and I was instantly in love. The colorful animation popped out to me, presenting a magical world that I had become familiar with via Dr. Seuss’ magical book but had yet to actually see come to life with my eyes.
Ever since that fateful evening, I have watched this holiday gem at least once every year around the holidays. Since coming to college, I have actually made it a tradition to invite my favorite people over at some point during finals week for a stress-relieving viewing session, complete with hot cocoa and holiday cheer. Everything about How the Grinch Stole Christmas is beautiful, from the animation, to the story, to Boris Karloff’s wonderful narration, to the delightfully ridiculous song, “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch.” My favorite part of the whole darn thing: when the Grinch gets his “wonderful, awful idea” and his mouth curls into the most insane grin I have ever seen. It’s. So. Good.

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