Story 1: Chloe writes to Santa Claus

Story 1: Chloe writes to Santa Claus

Mum ! Mum ! Santa Claus It was dark and Mom was hanging her coat on the coat rack. She had just returned from work. She sighed: - You're very excited, Chloe ... What's going on?

  • - Mum ! Mum ! Santa !It was dark and Mom was hanging her coat on the coat rack. She had just returned from work. She sighed:- You're very excited, Chloe ... What's going on?- It's Valentine! At the canteen! He said Santa did not exist. He lies ! Hey, Mom, is he lying?- Sweetheart, whispered Mom, you're a big girl now. You're old enough to understand, even when it's complicated. So yes, or rather no, anyway: there are people who believe that Santa exists and others that he does not exist. Everyone believes in what he wants, that's how it is.
  • It was such a novel thought that I ran down the hall beating my arms - But then, if there is no Santa, who brings the gifts - The grown-ups, Papa answered. - They have a white beard, a sleigh, reindeer and all that? - No, they wear their clothes every day and they go to the shops.- Dads, moms, grandparents, uncles and aunts ..., "Mum said." Surely not Aunt Clara! I shouted. Some parents were stupid enough to buy gifts themselves in the shops, it was possible. But not Aunt Clara. No, Aunt Clara, it was impossible.
  • I waited for Aunt Clara's day. It's Wednesday. She comes to our home to help my parents. Often she tidies up, sometimes she goes back. In addition, she keeps me.- Aunt Clara, I said, you're old enough to understand the complicated things ... - Certainly, did Aunt Clara.- Well too bad for you ... Valentin believes that Santa Claus Aunt Clara pressed the iron with all her strength on Dad's blue shirt. A huge cloud of steam rose from the ironing board. - What happened? He resigned? She looked at me with a frown. Or he died ... Nobody told me anything. It's weird, this story. I will inquire. On your side, ask your parents. They probably know things we do not know. Your parents are serious people. They would not tell you anything, would they?

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