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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Holiday (04/05/12)

TITLE: Alive For Another Year
By darlene thompson
04/10/12


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"There is no Santa Claus," shouted some of my friends. As a wide-eyed six year old, I knew better. Santa Claus was a fat, jolly old man in a red suit with a flowing white beard and toys on his back complete with tiny reindeer.
Christmas had me on pins and needles but I knew Santa Claus was just a few days away from my house. Finally, Christmas Eve arrived and I jumped into bed. Soon I was sound asleep with dreams of toys and candy. Suddenly, I was awaken with stamping feet and jingling sleigh bells. I leaped from my bed and raced downstairs just in time to see a man in a red suit with toys on his back dash out the back door. In the distance, I heard sleigh bells jingle again. "Wow! It was Santa Claus." I was right. I couldn't wait to tell my unbelieving friends!
I shouted to my mother and sister, "I told you, I told You, Santa Claus would come!" Soon my father and brother ran in. "What is all the commotion?" said my dad. My brother looked flushed and asked, "What is the matter with you?" I jumped up and down. I asked them, "Did you see Santa?" With a whimsically look and nod, my father and brother said they had seen him too. I had seen Santa--nothing else mattered this Christmas. This was my very best Christmas, ever!
Little did I know my father dressed up as Santa and my brother was the sleigh bell master. As I danced into the New Year, Santa Claus was alive and well--at least for another year!


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CD Swanson 04/12/12
Such an adorable story. Nicely told, and shows the dad's love for his child so openly. God Bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/15/12
This is a sweet story. It took me back to my childhood. Because I was the youngest, I was afraid if I admitted I didn't believe anymore we would stop getting gifts. Finally one year when I was way too old Mom sat me down and said "We need to talk...." My son is now 21 and still is positive he saw a black boot disappear in the fireplace. you did a nice job of bringing that memory of yours to life.
Genia Gilbert04/15/12
This is charming, shows a child's heart and lots of great memories. Good writing.
Donna Wilcher 04/17/12
This was delightful! Thanks for sharing it!

Mildred Sheldon04/19/12
This was such a delight to read. It bought back such sweet memories of long ago. Thank you for sharing.