The Christmas bird
Anthony Frew
Assumption School
On December 24, 2011, there was a blue jay out in the cold. He was alone and very sad because he had nobody to spend Christmas with. He couldn’t fly because it was too cold to fly. When the little blue jay was sitting out in the cold snow he saw a man putting up Christmas lights and so he started to chirp, hoping the man would take pity on him and bring him into his warm home. Suddenly, the man looked behind him and saw the freezing cold blue jay. The kind hearted man stepped off his ladder, scooped up the blue jay and took him inside. Then the man noticed the blue jay’s broken wing and frostbite on his left toe. Luckily, his mom was a bird specialist, so he went to her house for help. His mother saw that the blue jay had a frostbitten toe and a broken wing. She gave him medicine and some food and he started to get better.
The next morning it was Christmas. The blue jay seemed to be all better. It was a Christmas miracle. The man knew that the blue jay needed to be free, so he released him that morning. And now every Christmas the same blue jay comes to visit the kind man and chirps a happy Christmas song in memory of their first Christmas together.
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The only gift that matters
Hope Alescio
Edgehill Elementary School
One quiet morning on Christmas Eve I sat in my bed. I didn’t know why but it was almost Christmas and I hadn’t even written to Santa. It wasn’t even Christmas yet and it was already ruined. “Katie!” my mom exclaimed “it’s not too late. You can still write to Santa but it has to be sent five hours before midnight tonight.”
“Thanks mom I’ll make sure to write to Santa.” And that’s what I did.
This is what my letter said.
Dear Santa: I know this is a bit late, but all I want for Christmas this year is…for all my family to be here; all my aunties and uncles and grandmas and grandpas. I want them all to be here.
Yours truly, Katie
“Hey Katie, what does your letter say?” my little brother Nick shouted. “I asked for an Xbox.”
As I went to bed last night I wondered to myself. I hope my Christmas present comes. That morning, I woke up and ran downstairs and everybody was there. My uncles and aunties, my grandmas and grandpas, everybody was there.
That year my family is the only present I got, and I intend to keep it that way.
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Prehistoric Santa
Kashius Smullin
Texada Elementary School
Hoo hoo hoo the homoerectus Santa screams out happily. As he is known as St. Stickolas.
It is snowing, and Santa is cold, maybe even freezing.
But out in the distance he could see a white bunny just sitting in the light snow. Santa goes up to it with his hand axe, does his thing and grabs it and smashes it, skins it and uses its fur for his clothes. He feels proud. He keeps on walking and he sees a red fox, and uses that animal’s fur to make some parts of his clothing. Santa keeps on tracking these particular animals for food and his clothing. But he is still cold on his head. And then he realizes he needs to make a head warmer. So he finds one more of each animal and the bunny tail to make the pompom on the end.
As Santa walks around he sees a pack of humans. He walks up to them, and they all start screaming so Santa runs away from them all.
While Santa is walking around he thinks, “I have to find a way for them to like me.” And then it hit him. “Tomorrow I will give everyone what I can, tools and clothing to help them.” The next day he declares, “I did it, I helped them and they can learn how to make these tool things now and evolve.” He is the first ever person to create the hand axe, spear and bow and arrow, and it is awesome.
That is how Christmas started. The end.
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Bob the snowman
Owen Bailey
Assumption School
One snowy night in Powell River Bob the snowman was on a walk, when suddenly he saw Santa. He was so excited to see Santa so he tried to catch up with him.
“Could I talk to him?” Bob wondered to himself. He was able to catch up to him because Santa had to stop at all the houses to deliver presents.
But sadly Bob didn’t have a mouth, because when he was made the kids that built him did not have enough rocks to complete his mouth. So when he got to Santa he took the carrot out of his nose and wrote on his belly with it. The message read, “Hey Santa can I come to the North Pole with you?”
Santa agreed and Bob lived happily ever after in the North Pole with Santa and without a mouth.
The end.
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The tiny reindeer
Olivia Gottfried
École Côte du Soleil
It’s the day before Christmas. Yippee! How I glow.
Wait, I can see something out in the snow.
Off I run, to find Mom and Pop.
I find dear old Dad out in the shop.
« Hey, Dad, guess what? Come over here!
Out in the snow, I saw a reindeer.
It was tiny and cute, like a small baby dog.
But it was dirty as if dipped in a bog.
It was skinny and shivering out in the cold
Like it was abandoned by one with no soul.
We should go help the poor little thing.
Could I share my food? For I eat like a king!
He is so small, the size of a hare.
Oh, did you know Christmas soon will be there?
Christmas spirit is something we should all use.
Those who do not end up stuck with the blues.
We should go help. Come on, Father, let’s go!
No one should be trapped out there in the snow.
Let’s go out and give him a carrot,
For did you know that we all inherit
the good spirits of others, so let it be known,
no one should do Christmas without a home! »
