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A Christmas story
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by [ela ]

2005-01-20  |     | 



Once upon a time,in a small village , where nature was very kind and the seasons were in harmony, was living a little family: the wise, the old grandpa John that was a respectable wizard, and his daughter Margaret with her child, Rudolph.
They were very happy and were loving each other. But one day something happened…
Rodolph came home nervous and sad.
‘What happened, my boy?’asked Margaret, while she was kissing him.
‘ Leave me alone!!!’
‘Why are you talking me like that?’continued Margaret with the same calm and love.;I don’t recognize you. You are such a good boy! What changed my little boy?’
‘Today I took a F at mats. Are you pleased now, mum?’
‘In the first place, you don’t have to scream! I’m your mother and…’
‘I scream if I want! You know something, mum? Ihate this village, I hate the school, I hate YOU!!! Why don’t you disapear? Why don’t you leave me alone?’said Rudolph crying and then he ran in his room, where he felt asleep.
Margaret, living in that totally happyness,didn’t know that her heart was very sensible at the emotions. After this sadness, her heart gave up. She cried a few tears then she fell closing her eyes…
Two hours later, granpa John, came home after a wizards convention. He found his daughter laying on the floor and Rudolph crying at her head:
‘Momy, please wake up! I didn’t mean it! Momy, forgive me!Ha, ha, ha…Momy’
Grandpa John was scared.
‘What happened here? Rudolph, what happened?’
‘I don’t know! When I came from school, we had a conflict…then I went to my room and I slept until now.’
‘Oh, my God! This was my terrible fear foryears.Stop crying so I can explain you. Ok. When your mother was borned, her heart was very weak and she was almost dead. I cured her, but “at the first sadness she’l die”. That’s what the doctor said to me.’Grandpa was kissing Margaret with tears in his eyes.’Now, her soul is seeing us and is hearing the
truth’
‘I’ll miss her, grandpa! I love her very much!’murmured Rudolph.
‘At least you have me, and I have you!’…
After two days, they buried Margaret in the cemetery, and they continued their lives without her, but it was so hard…
The time passed and the winter came soon. The snowflakes were dancing in the air, falling slowly and weaving a white carpet of snow. All the children were happy and were playing with the snow. Only Rudolph was staying in his room playing cards with grandpa
John.
On the 17th of december, grandpa said to Rudolph:
‘My little boy, do you like Christmas?’
‘Of course! And I like the presents from Santa Clause, too.’
‘Have you ever seen Santa Clause?’
‘No, I didn’t’
‘Well, my boy, today I’m gonna show you something that only the greatest wizards know!Hocus-pocus-
polus-nordus!!!’ And they disapeared…
Imediately, they arrived to a big house in the middle of nowhere.
‘Where are we?’asked Rudolph that at his twelve years, he never saw something like that.
‘We are at my house from the North Pole.’said grandpa John very proud.
‘Why do you need a house at the North Pole?’
‘Come with me.’ they walked to the house and grandpa opened the doors.’I am Santa Clause, my dear boy, and this is my world!’
It was amazing! Hundreds of goblins were making toys and putting them into a big bag.
‘Hy, Santa!’ greeted the goblins.
‘Ho, ho, ho, my lovely goblins! Christmas is almost here and we have a lot of work to do. This is my grandson, Rudolph.’
‘Welcome, Rudolph!’
‘Yeah, thanks…I don’t know what to say!’
‘You don’t have to say anything! Just stay with us until Christmas Eve and help us with the preparations.’
‘OK, Santa!’
The days passed and 24th december came.
‘Silence,please! My friends, this night is magic. Santa Clause and his reindeers are gonna fly all over the world letting gifts for all the children that were nice this year. As we all know, the presents may be let at all the houses until midnight. So we’ll gonna
harness the six reindeers at nine o’clock.And…’
‘Santa, Greenwich, the reindeer, died yesterday and we have only five. We don’t have time to search for another.’said an old goblin.
‘I know what happened. And I have the solution right here: Rudolph!’
‘What? Grandpa, I’m a boy. Not a reindeer!’
‘Yes, you are not a reindeer. But tonight you’ll gonna be.
And Rudolph was transformed into a handsome brown reindeer with a red shiny nose.
‘Now you are ready to guide my sleigh tonight. And because I want you to be special, I made your nose red. You’ll be faimous, Rudolph! Any child that will say
about Santa Clause, is gonna remember his sleigh with it’s reindeers ahead with Rudolph, the red nose reindeer.’
And, as he said, Santa left the North Pole, flying through the sky. He crossed North and South America, Africa, Europe, Asia and so all. Was midnight and he wandered all the world. But his bag wasn’t empty. Two little presents were forgotten.
‘For who are these?’it was wondering Santa.
He looked for the address. Their destination was a house in the middle of England. There were living to children with their mother. They were very poor.
Santa returned to England at that house. He fell through the chimney and he saw that there wasn’t any Christmas tree, he let them on a table. In that moment, a little girl, with a plush bear in her arms, entered into the room.
‘Santa Clause?... Jimmy! Momy! It’s Santa Clause! Come quick!!!’
Santa was stupefied. He let the presents and looked at the girl.
‘Hy, sweety! Merry Christmas!’
The girl ran at him and she gave him a big hug.
‘Santa, I love you!’
‘What is happening, sweetheart?’ said her mom coming into the room.’Look, Jimmy, is Santa Clause! Go and give him a hug, too.’ she was so happy.
Jimmy kissed the old man and he said:
‘Santa, we have been good this year, but, we don’t have a Christmas tree and a cup of hot chocolate like the others.’
‘In the first place, thank you for your hospitality. In the second place, this are your gifts. What is your name?’
‘My name is Elisabeth.’said the girl.
‘Mine’s Jimmy.’
‘And your’s?’
‘Mine’s?’ said their mother.’I’m Mary.’
‘ As you know I’m Santa Clause. But where is your Christmas tree?’
‘Well,’said Mary,’I didn’t have money to buy them one.’
‘Bingy-wingy!!!’
And a Christmas tree apeared.
‘Wow! You are a magician!’said Jimmy very surprised.
‘Santa Clause,’said Elisabeth ashamed,’thank you for your present, but the greatest present you can give me, is to make my father healthy.’
‘Elisabeth!’
‘Don’t yell at her, Mary!It’s good to know the wishes of the children. It’s good to know their pains. Come here, my dear. Tell me, what happened to your
father? Where is he?’
‘He is at the hospital, because he was shooted.’
‘He is guardian at a bank for five days. A robber tried to enter into the bank, and he stoped him, but he was shoot.’continued Mary almost crying.
‘You all have forgot that tonight is the magic night of the year. All the miracles are happening tonight. Believe in this miracle and tomorrow visit him at the
hospital, and you’ll see he’s fine. Well, now I have to go!
‘Thank you for everything, Santa!’said Mary.
‘Don’t forget us!’cried Jimmy.’Merry Christmas!!’
‘Merry Christmas!’said Santa while the sleigh was leaving.
Santa Clause returned to the North Pole, where he transformed Rudolph back into a boy. Then they went home.
‘What a wonderful adventure, grandpa! Are we gonna do this again?’
‘Of course, my boy! For many years the world is gonna tell stories about Santa Clause and Rudolph, the red nose reindeer…’

THE END


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