"Alright children calm down! I know you all are excited to decorate the Christmas tree, but if you rush out of your line, then you don't get a chance. Remember that."The matron of St. Xavier's Orphanage is sitting on a high chair next to me and allowing each child to come and string an ornament on me wherever she tells them. Me? I am a Christmas tree. Though I'm an artificial one, I'm proud of myself. Tall, fluffy, lush green and totally adorable. Yet I would say that I live the strangest life anyone could ever imagine. Thousands wouldn't have even