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Santas Little Helpers-Part1
'Twas the Night before Christmas and I must confess, the year 1987, started out just like all of the rest, with christmas lights twinkling from everyone's dwelling, but believe me it was different and far more compelling!' 'I'm Sarah, a reporter, who's delivering this tale, from Chris' own journal this story's regaled, 'I was down in his cellar to take a quick look, when high up on a shelf was a thin little book!' 'It was dusty and I coughed as I turned the first page, written in Santas' own words now yellowed with age.' 'December 20th, three of my deer have the flu, mere days before Christmas-Whatever will I do?' Just think of it friends-All those poor girls and boys, searching for that gift from Santa or that special toy! 'Maybe it is a doll, some baseball cards or a game, with faces abeam, they clutch their gift, yelling 'Oh, it came!' Reading on, I sympathized with Chris' own plight, only a few reindeer to pull the heavy sled through the night! Santa wrote, 'I thought to ask God for an angel or two, then realized, they were probably too busy with all that they do!' 'For they surely were busy, helping those left alone, and directing others to shelters, when they had no home, but the hardest of all, to which I have cried, is when they comfort the family-at a teen's suicide!' 'I am still in great awe, at God's fabulous gift to me, the power to reach children and leave a gift under the tree!' 'So I'll fly through the night with only five deer, and somehow make my deliveries as I do every year!' 'I'll use a shorter harness and reposition the deer instead, with the strongest in front to balance my heavy sled.' The pack of toys in the center and I in my seat, and I'll place one in the lead with the nimblest of feet!' - Well it's Christmas Eve and so far nothing's gone wrong, half the world's now visited, the gifts where they belong, but my reindeer are more tired each time I sneak a glance and now's no time to rest as we are heading through central France. 'Suddenly our speed begins to drop while flying through space, the sleigh starts to sway, as my leader's hip slips out of place, desperately I pull up on the other reindeers' tethers, but we are fallin' too fast, through the cold foggy weather!' 'Looming ahead, I barely saw the darkened castle, manouvering toward it, proved to be more than a hassle!' 'We hit the turret wall, up and over we dropped, and bouncing, skidding and braking we finally came to a stop...'
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