On the principal's desk this morning a blazing poinsetta greeted you, and as you passed down the corridor you noticed for the first time that on the windows of the kindergarten room was pasted a gay procession of reindeer and fat Santa Clauses chasing each other across the panes. And the morning paper proclaims: "Fifteen more day to do your Christmas shopping." When the home economics classes hurry into the laboratory to the accompaniment of the hall bells that have suddenly assumed a festive jingle, they demand as one girl: "Are we going to make Christmas candy?" And there it is before you, the annual question of a Christmas problem to be planned for your classes.