It was a Christmas eve Jimmy and Diana will never forget. Diana was visiting Jimmy for the holidays. They had just finished a grand Christmas dinner with lots of chicken, Jimmy’s favorite. The grown-ups were in the kitchen cleaning up. Diana and Jimmy were playing in the living room when all of a sudden they heard singing outside. Jimmy and Diana ran to the door, and there standing in the lightly falling snow were Christmas carolers singing We Wish You A Merry Christmas. It was so cold you could see the singers’ breath rising in the air like puffs of smoke.
The carolers called for Diana and Jimmy to join them. It was late, but Jimmy asked if they could go for a little while. Yes! So, Jimmy and Diana grabbed their coats and hats and gloves and went out to sing with the carolers. It was great fun!
As Jimmy and Diana headed home, the snow stopped, the stars started twinkling and the moon was so bright, they could see through the darkness. Just as they arrived at Jimmy’s door, Diana stopped. “Listen Jimmy, did you hear that? It sounds like bells!”
“I hear it, too!” Jimmy said hurrying toward Diana. “Look up there,” Diana pointed. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Jimmy asked. “Yes! It’s Santa! It has to be!” Diana gasped excitedly. “Listen, I think I can hear him calling out ‘Ho, Ho, Ho.'”
“Yes!” Jimmy said, “I hear it too! It looks like he’s over Nicole’s house. We better get inside and put out the milk and cookies! We need to get to bed ourselves.”
“Let’s run,” Diana said.
The grownups were just finishing the dishes when Diana and Jimmy slid across the kitchen floor. “We saw Santa!” Jimmy huffed. He was flying over Nicole’s house. We’ve got to hurry and put out Santa’s snack. If we’re not in bed Santa won’t stop here!”
Quickly, Diana and Jimmy poured Santa’s milk in a glass and put five chocolate chip cookies on a plate. They placed the snack on the hearth near the fireplace so Santa would be sure to see it. As they climbed into bed, they heard the grownups downstairs chuckling. “That must have been one big shooting star those kids saw,” one said. Diana and Jimmy just smiled at each other as they drifted off to sleep. They knew what they saw was not a shooting star. Shooting stars don’t ring bells and they don’t sing out, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight!”
Selamat Hari Natal! Merry Christmas!
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