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I first told this story on December 24, 2020
A true Christmas Eve Story from 1956
In case the font above is too small, I have it below in a larger font.
Twas Christmas Eve in NC
Back in the year 1956
with my Annie Ma* we lived.
Next door lived my Aunt and Uncle
and cousin Carol.
Carol was older and she thought wiser.
A few days before Christmas,
She was overheard telling gullible me
That Santa had no sleigh
and reindeer could not fly?
Oh my what was I to believe...
I was about to cry
My uncle and my daddy were clever men.
No worries, they had a plan.
The Ladies were to keep the
children at the front of the house.
The men vowed,
we'll be as quiet as a mouse.
Bed time came, stories were read
and we children were tucked snug in bed.
As our eyes became heavy,
and pillows cradled our heads
There was a sound bells ringing
and a thump thump thump on the roof overhead.
The children asked what is that clatter
The ladies shook their heads
asking what did it matter?
We proclaimed with glee
it must be Santa and his reindeer.
We pulled the covers over our head and
quickly to dream land we went.
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Side note: Carol age 10 once again became a believer
It was many years before we discovered the source of the
thump on the roof and the ringing bells. My daddy was on the roof walking over our bedroom and my uncle was running around the house shaking as set of bells.
*Annie Ma was my maternal Grandmother. The first grandchild could not
pronounce "G". Grandma became Annie Ma.
