Christmas gift of stories.Scene 1: At home
Mummy Mummy – Six years Mary murmured. Mummy Mummy Mummy – will you tell me some story or not. Of late I am seeing you are always talking about these two only Cho-Jay. Now this is Christmas time and I will tell my friends all those stories you shared with me. But this year my friends laugh at me that I don't have stock of stories. Also I have to give speech on Christmas festival.
Hi baby, don't cry. Look at this picture, she went nearer to her mom when her mom browsing through the pages of ISC.
Mummy, you need not tell anything to me. I will manage and went to sleep.
Scene 2: At School
We have decorated our house for Christmas with Christmas tree, toys, stars and invited all my friends to my house and shared them the gifts received from Santa. When my mom gave them snacks, sweets and drinks in drawing room, I made a visit to our prayer room, light the candles and prayed to Jesus with kneel down.
'Oh God! Make me strong enough and give me courage'
After my prayer I returned to drawing room to join my friends in chat and eat. My mummy asked us to play in my room and I went to my room along with my friends. I opened the room and could not believe my eyes Santa was sitting in my bed and all of us really surprised and felt happy.
Santa told me, I have heard you asking stories from your mom and hence thought of staying here and share the stories and that is the gift to you for this Christmas.
Please believe me, this is not dream, not fiction but really happened at my room.
My mummy used to say, if we strongly believe or think and pray to Jesus, he will make it real.
In return I have thanked the Santa with this small poem.
Santa Claus is hearing my prayer
Santa Claus is visiting the town
Santa Claus is visiting the home
Santa Claus at last visiting my bed room
Santa Claus is stayed in my bed to tell me bed time stories
Thank you Santa Thank you for your gesture
Santa Claus felt very happy.
This is my entry for Christmas creative writing story.