[Inspired by last years M&S Christmas advert and dedicated to my Mum, the Mrs Claus in my life who always makes Christmas special.]
Mrs Claus Can’t Do it
It was the 24th of December, Christmas Eve.
Parents all over the world were tucking in their excited little ones. Reading
them a story and reminding them that they must go to sleep or Santa won’t come.
The children shut their eyes, all dreaming of the morning ahead.
In the North Pole, however there was some panic. The sleigh was
packed, the reindeer ready to fly but Santa was still in bed. Mrs Claus went in
to check on him. “It is almost time to go dear, are you feeling okay?” Mrs
Claus asked. Santa let out a big sneeze, ‘A-A-A-CHOOOOO!’. Santa was very sick.
Not wanting to let down the children he rolled out of bed
and started to put on his suit. It was at this point Mrs Claus had an idea, she
would deliver the presents so Santa could rest and all the children of the
world could still have their Christmas dreams come true!
She sent Santa back to bed. “But you can’t do it Mrs Claus”
said Santa. But Mrs Claus did not listen and put on her own red coat and boots
and went out the door. Santa fell asleep, like I said he was very sick.
Mrs Claus went down to the worried elves, they all looked
very muddled. “Where’s Santa?” asked Jasper the head elf. “Santa is very sick”
Mrs Claus told the elves, “I am going to deliver the presents this year”. All
the elves gasped and said, “But you can’t do it Mrs Claus”. Mrs Claus ignored
the elves and got onto the sleigh. Waving goodbye, off Mrs Claus went to
deliver Christmas to the world. “She won’t be able to do it” said Jasper, “Mrs Claus can't do it”.
As the reindeer flew from house to house, country to
country, Mrs Claus went down each chimney and delivered all the gifts. “A bike
for Penny, a book for John…” Mrs Claus said ticking the children off her list.
The sack of presents almost empty she arrived at the last
house. She parked the sleigh on the roof, went down the chimney and placed the
last gift under the tree. When a little girl came down the stairs, “Santa?” the
little girl gasped, surprised.
Mrs Claus was sad, Santa is not meant to be seen, she had
broken the rules. But then she realised she was not Santa and she could do
things the Mrs Claus way. So, she turned around to greet the girl.
“Hello sweetie, what’s your name?” Mrs Claus asked
bending down. “I’m Holly, who are you?” she said looking confused. “I am Mrs Claus but you can call me Maggie. Santa wasn’t very well this Christmas so I am
delivering the presents instead” Mrs Claus explained. “But you can’t do that
Mrs Claus” said Holly. Mrs Claus reached out for the little girl’s hand and
squeezed it tight. “Little, sweet Holly. Everyone tonight has been telling me
that I can’t do what Santa does because I am not Santa I am Mrs Claus. But
here I am, doing it. You can do anything if you believe in yourself and don’t
let others tell you that you can’t do it. Promise me you will remember that”
Mrs Claus told Holly. Holly smiled and gave Mrs Claus a big hug. “I promise
Maggie. Merry Christmas”. Mrs Claus split the cookies and milk with Holly and
then sent her back up to bed.
She grabbed her empty sack and the carrots that Holly had so
kindly given her and went back up the chimney. She gave each reindeer a
delicious carrot and then off they went as quick as a flash, back to the North
Pole.
When they arrived back at the North Pole all the elves
cheered and Santa now awake ran up to the sleigh and lifted Mrs Claus into the
air. “Oh, Maggie I am sorry I ever doubted you! You have saved Christmas! You
can do it!” Santa said before giving Mrs Claus a big hug and a kiss. “Thank
you
1 year later Holly’s parents were tucking her in bed and
took the same story they read every Christmas eve “Santa saves Christmas”. “No,
Mummy I want to hear about Maggie” Holly told her parents. “Who is Maggie?”
they asked confused. “Mrs Claus, she delivered the presents last year”
explained Holly to her parents. Her parents still confused they tried to
explain that it was Santa not Mrs Claus who delivered the presents, saying “Mrs
Claus can’t do it”.
“You can do anything if you believe! Mrs Claus CAN do it!” said Holly. Closing her
eyes, Holly began to think of all the things she wanted to do and as she fell
into a deep sleep she whispered,
“I can
do it too!”.
The End
(Ella-Grace decided to have a long nap this morning so I managed to write this story. I was so hoping to write a Christmas story before the festive season was finished and with just over a week to go till Christmas I have managed it! I hope you all liked it. Let me know in the comments below.)
I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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