Dear Edward,
Our bell inspector uses a soft cloth and a very serious expression. Today she polished a bell until she could see her hat in it. The inspection ended with one gentle ring and a satisfied nod across the bench.
You are 7 years old. There is plenty of room for new ideas and another try. I still occasionally wrap a present before checking which end is up!
I smiled to see “bike riding” in my notes. Learning to steer and stop deserves as much care as getting going. Enjoy the progress at your own pace.
A reindeer nudged the stable broom until it fell neatly into my arms. The keeper said it was probably curiosity. I said it looked suspiciously like an invitation to help, and swept the doorway while we talked.
I have also made a note of “helping others”. A helpful act can mean more than you realise. Thank you for making room for somebody else.
I have marked Ireland in the travel book. In my imaginary Ireland rehearsal, an elf folded the Ireland page into a fan. We flattened it carefully before plotting anything.
And what is this: “a box of shortbread”? My snack notebook has gained an interesting entry. The elves insist crumbs do not count as wrapping decorations.
Someone left a paper star in the hallway window. As I walked past, it turned gently on its thread. Such a simple thing, but it caught my attention long enough for me to stop thinking about the next job.
Now, Edward, there is no perfect way to enjoy Christmas. I hope there is room for something that feels right for you.
By the way, Edward, do you like jokes? Why was the snowman looking through the carrots? He was picking his nose!
With a very merry Christmas hello,
Santa Claus
The North Pole
P.S. I have approved your Nice List certificate. The seal is official; the elf’s proud grin is entirely unofficial.
Dear Edward,
Our bell inspector uses a soft cloth and a very serious expression. Today she polished a bell until she could see her hat in it. The inspection ended with one gentle ring and a satisfied nod across the bench.
You are 7 years old. There is plenty of room for new ideas and another try. I still occasionally wrap a present before checking which end is up!
I smiled to see “bike riding” in my notes. Learning to steer and stop deserves as much care as getting going. Enjoy the progress at your own pace.
A reindeer nudged the stable broom until it fell neatly into my arms. The keeper said it was probably curiosity. I said it looked suspiciously like an invitation to help, and swept the doorway while we talked.
I have also made a note of “helping others”. A helpful act can mean more than you realise. Thank you for making room for somebody else.
I have marked Ireland in the travel book. In my imaginary Ireland rehearsal, an elf folded the Ireland page into a fan. We flattened it carefully before plotting anything.
And what is this: “a box of shortbread”? My snack notebook has gained an interesting entry. The elves insist crumbs do not count as wrapping decorations.
Someone left a paper star in the hallway window. As I walked past, it turned gently on its thread. Such a simple thing, but it caught my attention long enough for me to stop thinking about the next job.
Now, Edward, there is no perfect way to enjoy Christmas. I hope there is room for something that feels right for you.
By the way, Edward, do you like jokes? Why was the snowman looking through the carrots? He was picking his nose!
With a very merry Christmas hello,
Santa Claus
The North Pole
P.S. I have approved your Nice List certificate. The seal is official; the elf’s proud grin is entirely unofficial.
