Thursday, December 20, 2012

A Christmas Story I wrote





          Here is a Christmas I finished writing a couple days ago. I hope you like it!:

  A Christmas Short Story:

In antique store Friday afternoon.

Sue: Wow! This is perfect. Carrie: Seriously? A shark’s tooth? Your gonna’ have to do better than that. Sue: Well… I don’t know. He likes ocean – uhh...stuff. Carrie: It’s Christmas time. Come on Sue. Just because he has one little bag of shark’s teeth, from his science class on his desk, doesn’t mean that’s the thing he wants for Christmas. Sue: I know…I need to think. It’s just so hard. Daniel is still young but not quite as little as he used to be. A couple years ago I could just buy him these nice little, or big toys and he loved them more than a lot of things. If I got him that now he wouldn’t like it quite as much, but he would never show anything negative about a present I might get him. I want to get him something I know he likes. Hey, what do you think about this? Carrie: Has he ever shown any signs of liking baseball? Sue: I guess not. Carrie: Than a baseball glove wouldn’t do him much good would it?....... Sue? Sue! Sue: He has always wanted a snow globe. This one has his favorite bird in it, and it’s antique. Carrie: We are in an antique store after all. Sue: I’m buying it! It is only…uhh…forty dollars? I’m still buying it. Carrie: There you go. Did my assistance help? Sue: Thank you for your criticisms…..or helpfulness. I would like to buy this please. Cashier: This is beautiful. Would you like me to Christmas wrap this? Sue: How much? Carrie: Yes, we would like it wrapped! Sue: Carrie! Cashier: That’ll be no extra cost. Sue: Thank you. Cashier: Have a good Christmas. Carrie: You to!


Friday night in Sue’s house.

Sue and her son Daniel singing together: “Hark! the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King!” Sue: That was beautiful Daniel. Daniel: What’s your favorite Christmas song? Sue: Well, there are so many. I can’t choose between the one we just sang, or “O Come All Ye Faithful,” or “Joy to the World,” or “The First Noel,” or…I don’t know. I love em’ all. What’s yours? Daniel: I don’t know either. It’s three days till Christmas Eve! Sue: That’s right sport. You get to open one present on Christmas Eve. By the way, you did a wonderful job helping me decorate the Christmas tree. You have your father’s touch. Daniel: Mom, I know you did at first, but…Do you still miss Dad? Because I do. Sue: Oh honey, of course I do. I still love him dearly, and I always will. I wanted to tell you something. Your father was a much better spiritual leader than I am, and I know I should go to church more often. It is just, I don’t know. I suppose I am just lazy. Daniel: Your not lazy Mom. You work harder than anyone I know. Sometimes I wish you could work less. Sue: I’m so sorry Daniel. I love you. I need to get my priorities straight I know. Are you tired? Daniel: I’m getting tired. Sue: Well I suppose you can wash you face with the gentle soap, and then brush your teeth…and then floss! I love you Daniel. I need to do the same. Well minus the gentle soap part. Daniel: Okay Mom. I love you to. Sue: Come downstairs when you’re done to say goodnight. I will try to hurry. You surely don’t have to though.



Sunday morning in Sue’s house.

Good morning Daniel. Daniel: Morning Mom. Sue: I would like to go to Sunday school today. Do you mind skipping the service? Daniel: No Mom. Sue: It just helps me retain our pastor’s Sunday school message better. Daniel: I understand. I’ll brush my teeth…and tounge, and get ready for church. Thank you Mom. Sue: I love you so much.

After Church on Sunday. Riding in the car.

Sue: Did you enjoy your Sunday school lesson Daniel? Daniel: Yes, part of it was actually about my name…well, who you said you and Dad named me after. Made me feel kinda’ bad. Daniel was such a good person. I wish I could be so faithful and trustworthy. Sue: You are very trustworthy, and faithful. God will forgive you for your sins as long as you ask Him. Please never let that thought leave your mind. And you can be faithful to God everyday by being kind, and setting out Bible tracts, and studying His word is very important to do every day, and meditating on His word. All the little things like that. They really are not that little. Daniel: I do want to be a better person. Sue: You’re a good boy Daniel.


Christmas Eve night.

Sue: Okay Daniel! We can open one present each. But first, well. Do you want hot chocolate? Daniel: Of course! Sue: Good. Do you think it’s faster to boil with the stove or microwave? Daniel: Microwave! Sue: Let’s go. Two minutes and thirty seconds for each cup of water. *Time Passed* Sue: Marshmellows? Daniel: Yes ma’am. Sue: Don’t burn yourself. Okay…It’s time. Pick which present you want to open. Daniel: hmmm…This one. Now Mom, pick which present you want to open. Sue: Welll…I’ll do this one for tonight. Oh Daniel! How did you get another one of Alison’s CDs for me? Daniel: Lucy took me out Christmas shopping. I know that you always want another Alison Krauss CD. Sue: Lucy is a nice girl, and you are very smart. I can’t wait to listen to it. Daniel: Mom! This is beautiful! I love Red Cardinals, and snow. I love snow globes. Thank you Mom. Sue: Your welcome. It is from the antique store. In a way, Carrie helped me pick it out. Daniel, I wanted to tell you. I will try…well I won’t stay at work for as long. You will understand though if I have to stay at work for longer? Daniel: Of course Mom. Sue: Thank you, and don’t worry. I’ll keep Lucy’s pay just the same, even though she might not be with you for as long. I love you. Daniel: I love you to. Sue: Do you want to sing a Christmas song? Daniel: Sure. Sue: Which one? Daniel: Let’s sing…”O Come All Ye Faithful.” Sue: I love that one. It was already marked in our hymnal. Okay. 1,2,3: Sue and Daniel singing together: “O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant; O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem! Come and behold Him – born the King of angels! O come, let us adore Him! O come, let us adore Him! O come, let us adore Him- Christ, the Lord!”


                                                         The End.