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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Home for Christmas (11/20/08)

TITLE: A Real Baby in Our House
By Jack Taylor




“Yes, Brayburn.”

“How do you know if a baby’s real?”

“What do you mean, son?”

“Do real babies come wrapped in blankets?”

“If you mean human babies, Brayburn, then yes, many of them do.”

“Do real babies lie quietly and snuggle up close to their mommas?”

“if you mean real human babies then no, not all of them are quiet. They do like to snuggle though.”

“Do real babies get put into mangers and do they get patted by the sheep keepers?”

“Not usually, unless the baby is a lamb.”

“I don’t think this baby had wool on him. Do you remember when the inn-keeper’s daughter brought that baby into our place?”

“Yes, that was four sleeps ago. Were you dreaming about her?”

“No, momma. I know that baby wasn’t real. It was wrapped in a blanket and snuggled but it wasn’t real.”

“Are you feeling bad that you ate her little one?”

“No, momma. You told me it wasn’t my fault. She left that baby in my manger by mistake. And I thought it was a special treat. I didn’t mean to make her cry.”

“She only cried a little, Brayburn. Her momma made her another one. That baby wasn’t real. It was made of straw. Real babies have skin on them.”

“Do real babies make their mommas and poppas smile a lot?”

“Yes, sometimes they do. Did you see a real baby around here somewhere?”

“I think so momma. When you were out at the market with the innkeeper’s wife two humans came into our place. The innkeeper tied me up outside until I got free.”

“You didn’t cause any trouble now did you Brayburn?”

“No momma. I just peeked inside when I heard a funny noise.”

“What was the noise, Brayburn?”

“I think it was a real baby.”

“Why would a baby be in your manger?”

“I don’t know, momma, but it had real skin on it, it was wrapped in a blanket, it made funny noises and the humans smiled a lot. I promise I didn’t eat him. I stayed just outside. Then the sheep keepers came in and kept patting it and telling each other how happy they were.”

“Brayburn, I’ve been hearing the innkeeper’s wife talking to the old lady Ana near the temple. They said the Messiah was going to be born in our town. But surely he wouldn’t be born in your manger.”

“I don’t mind momma. You told me to share and I didn’t mind waiting outside while he was sleeping in my manger. I even stayed outside while he was snuggling.”

“What did you hear, Brayburn?”

“Well, I talked to some of the ewes that had followed the sheep keepers. They said that something like giant eagles wrapped in suns jumped out of the blackness and sang like magical songbirds. They were singing about a real baby that was supposed to be in a manger. They told the sheep keepers to come to our place.”

“Are you sure you weren’t dreaming, Brayburn? This story sounds too wonderful to be true. “

“Momma. Come home with me and see. You can tell me for sure if it’s a real baby.”

“What else did you hear?”

“They called it something like Hee Haws.”

“Brayburn, why would they give a real baby the same name as your cousin?”

“Sorry, momma. I forgot, that’s how I remembered it.”

“So what was the real name of the real baby?”

“I practiced it before I forgot it. His name was Gee Zaws.”

“ A real baby named Gee Zaws. Brayburn, you sure have a good imagination.”

“Come see, momma. It’s just around the back in my manger.”

“Well what do you know! Brayburn, you were right. It is a real baby. And there really are sheep keepers all over the place.”

“Listen, momma. I hear him making that strange noise.”

“That noise means that the Creator has kept his promise to save his people from their sins. It means he sent all of us a real baby to fix the things that are wrong. Brayburn, you’re sharing your manger with a king. I’m so proud of you.”

“Momma, I’ve never touched a real baby before. Do you think they’d mind if I just touched him softly with my nose?”

“Just line up with those ewes? I’m sure he won’t mind just a soft touch. Home will never be the same again now that Gee Zaws has come here?

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Anita van der Elst11/29/08
I love stories with animals that talk! And I love that you told the story completely thru dialogue. It really drew me in.
Laury Hubrich 12/01/08
This is very sweet. I can see it being read as a bedtime story. Good job!