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© Everett the Mouse, Everett Searches For Christmas
The morning started like any other on this cold winter day. The fire was glowing as Everett sat in his chair, snuggled in the corner. His hot chocolate was just right and it had just a touch of cream on the top. Every time he took a drink a small mustache would appear and with a giggle he would lick it off.
"The Gift"
Everett could hear the children as they finished up breakfast and knew they would be heading to the fireplace to sit and warm themselves. As Joey and Lisa made themselves all comfortable before the fire, Lisa asked her big brother Joey what was Christmas really all about, what did it really mean? Now Everett was really curious to hear what Joey would say, so he left his comfortable chair and scampered closer to Joey and Lisa. Sitting next to the lamp Everett could hear the questions Lisa kept asking, "is Christmas all about the toys Joey?"
Joey studied the question and looked at his little sister. No it isn’t all about presents even though it‘s fun to give and get them. Well is it about the Christmas tree Joey? No the Christmas tree is really beautiful, but I don’t think it’s all about the Christmas tree. As Everett listened he knew what the answer was to little Lisa’s question and hoped Joey would find the answer for her.
Is it about Santa Claus Joey? Well no Lisa it isn’t, Santa really makes Christmas jolly but it isn’t about him. Well Joey I’m confused just what is Christmas?
Joey wrapped his arms around his little sister and looked into the warm crackling fire. I think Christmas is all about a gift that was given to us a long time ago. That is why we give gifts to each other so we remember that one special and wondrous gift.
The star on the Christmas tree leads us like it did others so many years ago. It reminds us there was a light shinning brightly on that silent night that lead the wise men to see this wonderful gift.
The toys and gifts we give to each other, reminds us to give from our hearts, and to remember that someone already gave the most precious gift to the world.
Santa is a jolly person that gives from his heart and reminds us to do the same. His Christmas magic is that of love, like the gift that was given to all of us that night.
Everett smiled to his self, as he knew Joey had found the answer to Christmas. Christmas came from the heart; it came from the greatest love ever given. Christmas was all about celebrating that gift and then sharing it with others.
Everett the Mouse, © 11-19-02 All Rights Reserved By: Dee {DBM}
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