|X for X-mas Father|
His parents had gone to sleep an hour back. They were unaware that their little son was too eager to meet Santa to sleep that night. Jamie pretended to be asleep, his eyes tightly shut. What if Santa didn’t come, thinking he was awake?
At the stroke of midnight, he saw the glow of red light in the living room. Jamie got up with a jerk, his heart pounding in excitement. That surely must be Rudolph. He was the one who had a red nose that shone so brightly. He sat against the bed-head, watching the scene unfold in front of him. He saw the Christmas Father place a small basket in front of the hearth and couldn’t help squealing in delight. Jamie ran out of the bedroom as fast as his little legs could carry him. He rushed to Santa and put his arms around his legs and hugged him tightly. “You came, Santa. Thank you so much for bringing me a kitten,” said Jamie.
He raised his head to look up at the cheery old man with a red face. Santa was exactly how his mother had described him. Santa brushed back the little boy’s curls and smiled at him. “You wanted three more gifts my dear boy. What would they be?” he asked in a booming voice.
Jamie was busy opening the basket to remove the little black and white kitten. He held it close to his heart as he said, “I don’t need anything else, Santa. Can you please give the other three gifts to my friends living on the other side of the railroad track? They need a warm bed to sleep in and some toys to play with too.”
The Xmas Father left Jamie’s home with a brimming heart, aware that he had achieved what he had set out to do – instill the true spirit of Christmas in Little Jamie’s heart.
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