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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Christmas Carols/Carolling (10/02/08)

TITLE: Changed in a Night
By Beckie Stewart
10/08/08


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You know what? I think adults tell stories in ways that are much too hard for kids to understand. They use big words that just confuse us and make it hard to understand what they are talking about.

Now that Iím ten and understand more, I want to tell you a special story the way I would tell my friends. In fact, Iím going to tell it to them as soon as Iím done telling you.

You see, I finally reached the age in which I could go to work with my papa at night. It was an all night shift, but his job was important. If he didnít go to work, it could mean big trouble. Not for him, but for those he took care of.

It was my first time to go, and I was excited. Mama had prepared a wonderful dinner for us just before darkness set in. We ate and then told her and my younger sister, Rebekah, that we would see them at breakfast.

Papa let me carry the oil lamp as we headed toward the field. We met my uncles there, because their fields were next to ours. Papa told me to guard the gate while he gathered the sheep into the fold for the evening.

Papa had just returned, and we joined my uncles for some water. Even though the sun had set, the coolness of the night hadnít settled in yet. We were still feeling kind of hot.

Suddenly out of nowhere, standing before us was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life. I canít tell you whether it was boy or a girl. I just know that the wings were huge. Iím sure that it would have been no problem for this angel to wrap them around twenty people easily.

It scared the living daylights out of us. We all fell to the ground and were afraid to look at it.

ďDonít be afraid. Iíve come with good news that will bring all of you and your people joy,Ē the angel said.

Well, I donít know about you, but that really got my attention. I was still kind of shaking, but I slowly lifted my head to look at this person whose presence I felt peace.

ďIn the city of David, a child was born today. He is your Savior, Christ the Lord. You will know He is the One Iím talking about because He will be wrapped in cloths and lying in the manger.Ē

A manger? I thought. What an odd place to lay a baby, but especially a Savior.

What happened next was the coolest thing yet. I wish you couldíve been there to see it. Iíve never seen anything like it. The sky lit up with thousands and thousands of angels. You couldnít see the moon or the stars. They completely surrounded us. You could feel a gentle breeze across your face from the motion of their wings. The sky sparkled with glitters of gold and white. You would think it would hurt your eyes to look at them, but it didnít.

Then they all began to sing. Iíve never heard singing like that before. Close your eyes as I tell you the words they sang. While you listen, imagine water lightly flowing over your body.

In perfect melody like a bird singing in the early morning, every word brought comfort to me. ďGlory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased,Ē they sang.

You know, I wasnít too sure about the existence of God until that night. My father, uncles, and I traveled to Bethlehem after the heavenly choir departed. When we got to the stable where Mary and Joseph stayed with their son, we told them what the angels said. I donít know about Joseph, but I could tell that it meant a lot to Mary.

I like going to work with my father, but that first night is a night I will never forget. It changed me forever.


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Laury Hubrich 10/09/08
This was a creative entry. I'm sure this could have happened exactly as you have written it:) Love your title, too.
Jan Ackerson 10/10/08
Clever idea!

There were a few times when his narration didn't sound like the voice of a 10-year-old, but all in all I really think you did a great job on this creative entry.
Holly Westefeld10/10/08
Great POV. This actually does give the retelling of the story a fresh and personal touch.
Marlene Austin10/10/08
Creative slant on the topic. Nicely written. :)
Karlene Jacobsen 10/14/08
"Close your eyes as I tell you the words they sang."

I did try to close my eyes and listen, but I couldn't read then. (hehe) This is an excellent entry.