Christmas Surprise

By: Luis

            Christmas morning, I woke up to see what presents awaited for me under the tree.  Suddenly, I heard stranger than ever coming down the chimney.  I grabbed my nerf gun, just in case, and then, BOOM!  Something fell and a cloud of ash filled the room.  When the dust settled, I was standing beside Santa’s real reindeer!  It was Dasher!

            The deer started walking straight toward our refrigerator, so I opened the door for him.  He sniffed around a bit, but then decided on some brownies.  I took the brownies out for him, and he ate the whole plateful! 

            This is when I came up with an idea to help him get back home.  I took 6 sodas, 6 mints, tape, a paper plate, and a marker.  I planned to put the mints into the soda can and I taped it onto Dasher.  I made a map for Dasher to get back to the North Pole.

            I lead Dasher to the road, inserted the mints, shook up the sodas and popped the tabs.

            “PSHHHHHH! “ sounded the soda cans. 

          Fifteen hours later, I got a letter that said,

            “Dear Luis,

                  Thank you for helping bring Dasher back to the North Pole. 

            P.S. That was a good invention of yours!

                                                            From,

                                                            Santa”

                                                                                    The End

                       

   

Reindeer Surprise

By: Cole H.

           One Christmas eve, at 12:36, I saw a huge lump of snow.  There was a pair of antlers sticking out of the top of the pile.  I walked outside and I touched the antlers.  It was sticky.  I licked my fingers.  It tasted like peppermint candy cane.  I also noticed bells on the antlers.  They felt like cookie dough.

            I saw a red glow glowing through the snow and heard noises that sounded like a reindeer whining.  I smelled a stinky smell, like whatever this was, it had not been washed in a while.  Being a retired elf, I realized that Rudolph was the one stuck in the snow and he couldn’t breath well.

            I decided to get my mom’s iron shovel to dig him out right away.  I realized he must have run out of reindeer dust, so he wasn’t able to fly.  I was worried about how to get him back to the North Pole and I thought about shipping him UPS.  But then I realized his antlers wouldn’t fit.  Finally I remembered that I had a perfectly good box of reindeer dust under my bed.  I gave it to Rudolph to fly home. 

The End

Christmas Surprise

By: Sunnie

           Last Christmas was extremely wild!  At 12:00a.m., on Christmas morn, I tiptoed down the hall.  I skipped over the wooden board that’s creaky so I didn’t wake anyone up.  When I finally reached the living room, I saw my elf on the Christmas tree, Monopoly, and wrapping paper on the ground.  I trudged outside and who should I see?  I saw Donner, one of Santa’s reindeer.

            The very first thing I heard was a grunt and a yelp.  The poor fellow was eating snow!  I needed to give Donner some food, but I was so tired!  So I took him back inside.  The second I set him down, he flew over and with one gulp, he swallowed our Christmas tree!

 I said, “Ok, umm…. Let’s get….get YOU some, uh… FOOD.”  So together we tiptoed to the kitchen.

            When Donner saw the refrigerator door, he broke the door down.  He then, with a bump of his candy cane antlers, ate a whole red pepper!  His face turned red and black!

            When he finally calmed down, I had a wonderful plan.  I would have to take ten and a half peppers and a half a piece of garlic.  I grinded them up, then I fed them to Donner.  After he finished, I heard a rumble.

            “He’s going to blow!” I screamed.

            When I woke up, I smelled cake and saw a note under a new Christmas tree.  The note read, “Thanks for giving me my baby back. Yours truly, Santa.”

             That was the Christmas of a lifetime!

Christmas in Arizona

By: Jojo

            Last Christmas was the weirdest Christmas in Arizona!  It was midnight when I saw a red light flashing outside of my window.  At first thought, I thought it was my mom’s car alarm on panic mode, but there was no noise. 

            Outside, I saw a little ball glowing red sticking out of mountain of Arizona red clay.  I grabbed the glowing ball and tugged it out of the ground.  It was Rudolph!  Rudolph the red nosed reindeer! 

            Then I noticed something odd.  Rudolph’s antlers were red and white striped like a candy cane.  I couldn’t stop myself and gave his antlers a big lick.  It tasted like the best candy cane in the world! 

            I took him inside my house, after a few more licks of his antlers and I fed him some carrots.  He spat them straight out, and I wished he could talk to tell me what he wanted.  He must have read my mind because he then wrote me a note.  He wrote “jalapeños!”

            I walked to the store to but jalapenos and that is when I remembered something from a cartoon.  A person ate a whole jar of jalapenos and then they had flames coming out of their….butt!  It lasted for hours, so I bought the biggest jar I could finding the hopes that these spicy peppers would help to rocket Rudolph back to the North Pole. 

            When I got back home, I wasted no time.  I fed him the whole jar, and off he flew. 

            On Christmas Eve, I found a note attached to a tumble weed in my front yard. 

The note read,

            “Dear Jojo,

Thank you for saving Rudolph.  Christmas would have been ruined without him.

 Love, Santa.

Royale the Turkey

By: Royale

November 17, 2015

Dear Luke the Farmer,

            My mom was visiting me when I heard that your children wanted to eat me for Thanksgiving!  I have a big family in Texas and if you try to end me, you’ll only get a feathery meal.  It will taste like hair balls.  I haven’t taken a bath in 100 days!  I smell really bad! 

            I have a closet full of pictures of me and my family.  I have 20 pictures of my big family.  I think you would love to eat my brother instead. 

            I am very feathery.  If you try to eat me, you might find feathers in my meat. 

            If you eat me, you should buy a gas mask.  I will stink up your house.  I smell like a dead cat. 

                                                                                                Sincerely,

                                                                                                Royale the Turkey

Akayla the Turkey

By: Akayla

Nov. 17, 2015

Dear Mr. Jon the Farmer,

            I was just taking a stroll by the fence when I heard some ducks quacking.  They quacked that I’m going to be your Thanksgiving dinner!  I would not be a good Thanksgiving turkey.  I might have the flu.  Besides, I help make eggs.  I am too old and I might die before you ever start the dinner.

            You see, I help make your eggs.  You look like you need eggs.  You might like deviled eggs or scrambled eggs.  My eggs are the best!  Everyone wants my big, delicious eggs.

            Warning!  I have the flu.  You do not want to eat me. You could get violently sick.  I cough and all day my raspy cough wakes up the pigs.

            I am too old.  I might even pass before dinner, so please let me just have a happy last few days of my life.

            You really should think about eating KFC for Thanksgiving dinner.  It would be much better.

            Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Jon the farmer.

                                                                                                Sincerely,

                                                                                                Akayla the Turkey

Cole the Turkey

By: Cole H.

Nov. 17, 2015        

Dear Joe the Farmer,

            I was in the coop eating when your wife said she was going to cook ME for Thanksgiving.  That is when I saw my life flash before my beady, little googley eyes.

            Mr. Farmer, I am disgusted with you and your wife.  Have you ever looked at my characteristics, like how skinny I am?  How about how little I am?  How about how dirty I am?

            Have you seen me do the weirdest things lately?  If not, here are the things I’ve been doing.  I’ve been barely eating anything.  I’m also very young so I am small.  Here’s the last thing.  I have been taking mud baths every hour. 

            Mr. Joe the farmer, I think you should eat pizza this year for Thanksgiving.

                                                                                                            Sincerely,

                                                                                                            Cole the Turkey