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ceridwen
True Blue Farmgirl
2087 Posts
Carole
Champlain
New York
USA
2087 Posts |
 Posted - Dec 19 2015 : 07:48:36 AM
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I think most of you know that I am one of Santa's biggest fan. I would like to share with you one of my all time favourite Santa story. No matter how often I've read it, it always makes me tear, as it speaks about the true meaning of Santa and Christmas. Grab a tissue and enjoy!
I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: “There is no Santa Claus,” she jeered. “Even dummies know that!”
My Grandma was not the gushy kid, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her “world-famous” cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.
Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. “No Santa Claus?” she snorted. “Ridiculous! Don’t believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad. Now, put on your coat, and let’s go.”
Off we went to Kerby’s General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days.
“Take this money,” she said, “and buy something for someone who needs it. I’ll wait for you in the car.” Then she turned and walked out of Kerby’s.
I was only eight years old. I’d often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.
For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church. I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me and Mrs. Pollock’s grade-two class.
Bobby Decker didn’t have a coat, I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn’t have a cough; he had no coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat! I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.
“Is this a Christmas present for someone?” the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. “Yes, ma’am,” I replied shyly. “It’s for Bobby.”
The nice lady smiled at me. I didn’t get any change, but she put the coat in a bag and wished me Merry Christmas.
That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons. A little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible. She helped me write “To Bobby From Santa Claus” on a tag.
Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me to Bobby Decker’s house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially one of Santa’s helpers.
Grandma parked down the street from Bobby’s house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk.
Than Grandma gave me a nudge. “All right, Santa Claus,” she whispered, “get going.”
I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his doorbell and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.
Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby. Fifty years haven’t dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker’s bushes.
That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were: ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.
I still have Grandma’s Bible, with the coat’s tag tucked inside: $19.95.
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Carole
Farmgirl Sister 3610 - Nov 7/2011
http://www.carolesquiltingetc.com
Insanity: Doing the same thing over & over again & expecting different results ~ Albert Einstein |
Edited by - ceridwen on Dec 19 2015 08:14:00 AM |
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quiltee
True Blue Farmgirl
4752 Posts
Linda
Terrell
TX
USA
4752 Posts |
Posted - Dec 19 2015 : 11:15:54 AM
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| That's such a beautiful story, Carole! Thank you for sharing. |
Linda B
quiltee
Farmgirl #1919
FGOTM for August, 2015 and April, 2017
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Red Tractor Girl
True Blue Farmgirl
3535 Posts
Winnie
Gainesville
Fl
USA
3535 Posts |
Posted - Dec 19 2015 : 11:31:44 AM
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| Ohh, what a heart warming story, Carole! Thank-you for sharing this today. It is a wonderful reminder that Santa Claus has always really been us, and when we are old enough to understand that, we never lose the magic of Christmas! |
Winnie Nielsen #3109
Red Tractor Girl
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Killarney
True Blue Farmgirl
2114 Posts
Connie
Arlington
TN
USA
2114 Posts |
Posted - Dec 19 2015 : 12:09:37 PM
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awwwwwwwwwwwwww Love!!!!!!!!!!!!
Farmgirl Hugs! Connie
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hudsonsinaf
True Blue Farmgirl
1846 Posts
Shannon
Rozet
Wyoming
USA
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levisgrammy
Scattered Prairie Hen Honcho
9600 Posts
Denise
Ohio
USA
9600 Posts |
Posted - Dec 19 2015 : 4:37:01 PM
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| Such a sweet story. You can always count on grandma! |
Denise~~
Sister #43
"I am a bookaholic with no desire to be cured."
"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path"
Psalm 119:105
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marlee
True Blue Farmgirl
871 Posts
Marlene
DeRidder
Louisiana
871 Posts |
Posted - Dec 21 2015 : 7:40:09 PM
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That is a wonderful story I just loved it. Thank you Carole. I am on the verge of tears.
Marlee |
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TexasGran
True Blue Farmgirl
5777 Posts
Marilyn
Stephenville
Texas
USA
5777 Posts |
Posted - Dec 21 2015 : 8:52:18 PM
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| Thank you for Sharing. That is beautiful. |
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darlenelovesart
True Blue Farmgirl
6099 Posts
darlene
Loleta
California
USA
6099 Posts |
Posted - Jan 09 2016 : 5:00:59 PM
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Aww that is a beautiful story, Thank you so much for sharing it.
Blessings
darlene |
Farmgirl # 4943
Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything.
Tell God what you need, and thank him for what he has done.
Philippians 4:6
Just follow God unquestioningly.
Because you love Him so, for if you trust His judgment there is nothing you need to know.
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violetrose
True Blue Farmgirl
871 Posts
Ruth
Epworth
GA
USA
871 Posts |
Posted - Jan 09 2016 : 5:39:50 PM
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| Very special story! Thanks for sharing with us. |
Farmgirl Sister # 1738
God loves each one of us as if there were only one of us!
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Bonnie Ellis
True Blue Farmgirl
859 Posts
Bonnie
Minneapolis
Minnesota
USA
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Posted - Jan 09 2016 : 7:50:57 PM
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| I love the stories of gifts. One Chtistmas, I opened the door and there was no one there. But in front of me was a package. When opened, there was a can of nuts with a tag saying from your secret Santa. We had no idea who it could be from. For the next ten days we received another package with something useful. It wasn't until the last package that we found out we were chosen by a large family in our church to be the gifted ones. We didn't know the family very well but we're just flabbergasted we were their target. The family has grown up now but I will never forget their kindness. |
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darlenelovesart
True Blue Farmgirl
6099 Posts
darlene
Loleta
California
USA
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Posted - Jan 09 2016 : 7:56:56 PM
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Oh that was a nice story Bonnie it gave me chills, There are really special people out there.
Enjoy your evening.
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Farmgirl # 4943
Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything.
Tell God what you need, and thank him for what he has done.
Philippians 4:6
Just follow God unquestioningly.
Because you love Him so, for if you trust His judgment there is nothing you need to know.
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Song Sparrow
True Blue Farmgirl
729 Posts
Amy
Talleyville
Delaware
USA
729 Posts |
Posted - Jan 11 2016 : 05:06:20 AM
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| Beautiful stories! Santa is alive and well in generous hearts! |
Happy Day!
Peace in our hearts, peace in the world
Amy (Sister#6098) www.danaherandcloud.com
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quiltee
True Blue Farmgirl
4752 Posts
Linda
Terrell
TX
USA
4752 Posts |
Posted - Jan 11 2016 : 07:37:49 AM
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| Great story, Bonnie! |
Linda B
quiltee
Farmgirl #1919
FGOTM for August, 2015 and April, 2017
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Killarney
True Blue Farmgirl
2114 Posts
Connie
Arlington
TN
USA
2114 Posts |
Posted - Jan 11 2016 : 10:14:17 AM
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I love Santa!!!!! Great stories! "Yes Virginia! there is a Santa Claus!"
Farmgirl Hugs! Connie
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