Good morning,
Today I though I would share with you a short story I wrote a few months ago. I sent it away to be considered for a Twisty Christmas anthology. It wasn't accepted so now I can post it here!
I do understand why it wasn't accepted. The brief said that they wanted something really twisted, crazy and with a Kiwiana theme. On reflection of my story, I saw that while the Kiwiana theme was present, it wasn't as crazy as it could have been. The judges wrote in the sci-fi genre so I can see how my story came off rather traditional.
However, if you like your traditional Christmas tales but with a Kiwiana twist, then you may like my story!
Enjoy x
Cate's Crazy Christmas Eve
It
was Christmas Eve. The house was silent. Cate couldn’t sleep with all the
butterflies bouncing around in her tummy – Santa was on his way! Quietly she
got out of bed, put on her dressing gown, tiptoed down the hallway and into the
lounge. She sat down in front of the elegantly decorated Christmas tree and
gazed up at it in awe. At night, the lights shone brighter and the glitter from
the baubles twinkled ever so gently. She could smell a slight musty scent from
the tinsel and the tree. Cate was jiggling with anticipation, there was no way
she could get to sleep on Christmas Eve!
Cate and her family lived in a small
town called Brighton. They lived across the road from the Brighton beach. She
thought it was the best little town around because the local dairy served the
biggest ice creams and at Christmas time, people decorated their houses with lights.
As Cate lay down to rest in front of the Christmas tree, she listened to the
rolling waves in the distance crashing upon the sand and wished that Santa
would hurry up and arrive.
The sound was broken by a faint jingling
noise. Jingle jingle jingle, someone
was walking around with bells on. Cate sat up right and peered out the window.
All of a sudden she heard a squeaky
voice announce, “Santa will be here in 10 minutes! Get the runway ready!”
Cate quickly jumped to her feet and dashed
outside into the warm summer night. The barbeque on the deck still smelled like
burnt sausages from tea earlier that evening. She hid behind a bush on her
driveway which looked out onto the beach front.
From around the corner came six little
elves! They were no more than a meter high, but unlike the winter elves from
the North Pole, they were wearing apple green coloured shorts with a matching
t-shirt (it was summer after all). The elves had on small gold sandals with
bells that jingled when they walked. Cate watched with excitement as the elves flip-flopped
their way to the beach. The lead elf was giving orders to all the other elves.
“Right you lot, last year someone did not cover up the sleigh tracks
on the beach. You were lucky there was a high tide that night,” growled the
lead elf.
“But why must he land on the beach? If
he just landed on the road like he used to then we wouldn’t have a problem,” questioned
one of the elves.
“Because it's quieter if he lands on the
beach. Remember three years ago when he landed on the road and crashed into the
street sign? It made a huge noise that could have woken up the whole street!”
replied the lead elf, “Now I will hear no more chit chat, get those lights out
and get to work. He will be here soon!”
Cate could not believe her eyes. She was
watching six elves getting ready for Santa’s arrival. She watched as they
rolled out the poles onto the ground and smoothed out the sand so that Santa
could land safely. She giggled to herself as she watched two elves tumble
around as they tried to untangle a string of lights. They started arguing with
each other and she could hear them shouting,
“You take this end and I will… no you take this end!”
“I have
got this end, you just need pull on it.”
“I tried pulling but it is not working!”
“Right, just let go. Now, pick up that piece and pull.”
She watched as they mastered the string
of lights, slowly pulling it apart in different directions until it lay flat
across the sand. They grabbed the lights and formed a big rectangle which was
held in place by the poles.
“Hey guys, this is perfect. Take one of
these and stand along each side,” the lead elf ordered as he handed out paddles
that were lit with different colours. The elves wandered off to their spots and
waited patiently for Santa to arrive. Cate was still behind the bush watching
and fidgeting with her dressing gown. She so desperately wanted to go out
across the road to the elves. She started jiggling around with nerves in her
tummy and a big grin on her face.
Suddenly she saw him, she saw Santa! Emerging
from the twinkling stars came Santa’s sleigh. He flew over Cate’s head with a
loud whoosh and circled around the beach. Cate stood up in pure delight as
Santa and his reindeer came in for landing. She watched as he pulled on the
reins to slow the reindeer down and land with a gentle thud on the sand.
“Oh my gosh!” Cate squealed with delight
as Santa got out of his sleigh.
He had dressed for a summers evening in
a bright red shirt, navy shorts with gold buttons and a pair of sandals on his
feet. Santa, sadly, was also wearing white socks. The reindeer were brown with
enormous antlers and she could even see Rudolf’s bright red nose.
“Ho Ho Ho,” Santa chuckled, “Marcel, you
have done a splendid job on the runway this year. I shall have Mrs Clause make
you a nice pair of socks that you can wear with your sandals” he said while giving
his toes a wiggle.
“Oh gosh Santa, thank you” chirped
Marcel.
Cate couldn’t help herself, she was
overjoyed to see Santa so she yelled out, “Santa! Hi Santa!”
The elves all turned to look at her
standing in her fluffy dressing gown. They exchanged unpleasant glances between
each other.
“Marcel, did you do a security sweep
before I arrived?” Santa asked.
“No, I’m so sorry Santa, we were running
late and…”
“Don’t worry Marcel, I will go and speak
to the little girl,” Santa informed him as he made his way across the road.
Cate was beside herself with excitement.
Santa walked across the road and over to where she was standing.
“Hello Cate, shouldn’t all good little
girls be in bed?” Santa said with a twinkle in his eye.
Cate, speechless, gazed up at the jolly man
in his big red shirt. Then she gazed down at his sandals and socks.
“Are your feet cold Santa?” she asked.
“No” he replied, looking down at his
feet, “Is this not…hip?” he asked.
“No Santa, you look silly!” she giggled.
“Oh,”
he said, looking disappointed, “Well, um, perhaps you would like one of your
gifts now?” Santa asked.
Cate nodded. Santa beckoned an elf over
with a gift. Santa gave the box a little shake to check it was for her then
held it out for her to take. Cate took the box and sat on the ground. She
quickly ripped all the paper off and looked down to see a beautiful doll with
curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes looking back at her.
“Santa, it is just what I wanted!” she
exclaimed.
Cate jumped up and gave Santa a big hug.
“I thought you would like it. Now, you
really should be going to bed. I have a lot of work to do,” insisted Santa with
a big smile on his face.
“Ok Santa. There is a cup of milk on the
table and a few biscuits too. I got you chocolate ones this year,” Cate said.
“How wonderful of you Cate, thank you.
Do you have any carrots for my reindeer? They get a bit grumpy if they haven’t
eaten, you see” Santa asked politely.
“Yes Santa, they are in the fridge. Take
as many as you need,” Cate replied with a smile.
“Thank you Cate. Now you run along to
bed,” he ordered.
“Night Santa! It has been amazing to
meet you,” Cate yelled as she ran back up her driveway.
She ran inside and closed the door. She
tiptoed back down to her room, jumped on her bed and looked out the window at
Santa and the elves. Cate laughed as she watched Santa sit down and take his
socks off then throw them in the back of the sleigh. He turned to face Cate and
gave her a small wave. She waved back enthusiastically and jumped up and down
on her bed.
Santa then hopped back into his sleigh –
he was ready for take –off.
“Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas” Santa sung
as he pulled on the reins and lifted the sleigh into the air. With another big
whoosh, he was gone.
The elves cheerfully packed up their
lights and their poles. They covered up the sleigh marks and quietly flip-flopped
away. Jingle jingle jingle, Cate
listened to them as they disappeared into the silence of the night.
She took off her dressing gown and
hopped back into bed. She lay awake wondering if what she had seen was real. With
her new doll tucked under her arm, she slowly nodded off to sleep dreaming of
elves, reindeer and of course, Santa.
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