Santa Claus is coming to town

Little Roni stayed up all night waiting for Santa. Despite her parents’ affection-filled entreaties, the girl refused to go to her room and sat up by the Christmas tree in the hope of welcoming the portly man when he slides down the chimney at night. Last year, she was pretty upset with the gift she’d received from him. It wasn’t what she’d asked for. So, this year, she’d decided to have a chat with him over a serving of milk and cookies. After all, she had been good throughout the year and there was no way Santa was going to deny her the ‘pink bicycle with matching streamers hanging from the handlebars’ this time.

Unfortunately, the poor girl fell asleep on the couch in the living room before Santa arrived. In the morning, she opened her eyes to a brand-new bike wrapped with an oversized pink bow parked under the tree.

Of course, she was overjoyed to see her gift but was a tad sad too for she had missed meeting Santa again. “Wait, was it really Santa? Did I not see dad keeping the bike underneath the tree after tucking me in? Oh my God! Is dad Santa? Oh no, how can he be, he is too skinny…” Questions like these started troubling Roni.

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding