A Christmas Fable
Once upon a time, quite long ago, it was Christmas Eve day at the North Pole. There were but a few hours left to prepare for the long evening’s work ahead. However, things were not going well. Not well at all.
Santa woke that morning to be informed that the elves had called for a last minute labor walk out to protest the 364 day work year. @#!!*&!! was the response heard. A jolly old fellow he was not.
Santa next found there was no hot water for him to take his shower, and a cold shower at the North Pole is one very cold shower, indeed. Brrrr and @#!!*&!! could be heard.
Attempting to dress, Santa found that Mrs. Claus had sent his favorite red suit off to the dry cleaners and had forgotten to pick it up the previous day. This, of course, would be the extra warm and comfy red suit, designed for a long night’s worth of flying. @#!!*&!! was the response heard again.
Sitting down to breakfast, Santa was served a plate of low calorie corn flakes in no fat milk instead of his favorite bacon, eggs, sausage and ham. Remembering Mrs. Claus’ lectures about high blood pressure and cholesterol, Santa could be overheard grumbling, “@#!!*&!!”
Exiting his cottage after breakfast, to head over to his workshop, Santa stepped in a not-yet-frozen (aka steaming) pile of reindeer droppings with his brand new black boots. @#!!*&!! was the response heard once more.
Santa sat at his desk while he looked to do a last minute revue of the “Naughty and Nice” list, only to find that the list had not been updated. This would virtually assure in the writer and readers of this little story receiving gifts they didn’t deserve. Santa fumed, “@#!!*&!!, double @#!!*&!!”
By now, Santa’s face was at an all time red with anger, his voice was filled with rage and his patience another ghost of Christmas past.
It was at this unfortunate moment, that a little Christmas angel, only trying to be helpful as she dragged along the tall tree scheduled for decoration that evening, asked, “Santa, what should I do with this tree?”
Santa growled, “Why, you can take that tree and…”
And, that is why, to this very day, you will find so many Christmas trees with a little angel perched atop!
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