Opinion

A Christmas story

christmas-story

Twas the night before Christmas, in the office (quite late)

All the other employees had left at seven (or eight)

Only one soul was left, with her head in a binder:

Mary, an online instructional course designer.

 

Her screen bathed her face in a pale blue glow

While out in the street it was starting to snow

And her eyes had a sorrow none ever had seen

As they stared at the bleakness of her workstation’s screen.

 

While the rest of her friends were at some Christmas party

Or at home with their family and pets, being hearty

Mary had been charged with a grave, daunting task

Of training the employees of the company, fast!

 

Her boss was insistent, the deadline was near

“It’s of absolute, vital importance my dear!

We must find a solution, without a moment’s hesitation

To train up and certify the reps ’cross the nation.”

 

It had to be easy, and customizable, and it had to be fast

Content-friendly, reliable, and allow multiple learning paths

Allow all types of questions, and surveys – such tricks

And Mary had to find it, and find it, and quick!

 

When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter

All alone in the office, what could be the matter?

Right there in the hallway, why, who did appear?

But jolly old St. Nicholas, and eight tiny reindeer!

 

“Good Mary,” he said, “There’s no reason to worry

I’ve a thought for just how to make everything jolly.

There’s a solution to your problem – try this out; have a go

An online learning management system called eFrontPro!”

 

He gave her a smile like you never did see,

“The best part, dear Mary, is you can try it for free.

I’ll set up a call and they’ll guide you right through it,

In no time at all, it’s a cinch: you can do it!”

 

With a wink of his eye and a goody merry cheer,

A flurry of white snowflakes and warm lights did appear.

And where Mary once sat tired out and defeated,

Was her eFront eLearning course; uploaded, completed!

 

Such joy! Such wonder! And rapture, and laughter!

Mary skipped away from the office, living happily ever after.

And she craned her neck up and she looked to the skies

And with amazement and wonder she did rub her eyes:

 

Because emblazoned above the city, the people, the cars,

Written in gold letters among the planets and stars,

Were those heart-warming words, such a wondrous sight:

Merry Christmas to all! And to all a good night!”