Christmas is knocking on our doors, so I thought I’ll take out my Santa experience from my cupboard, and share it with you guys again. Ho Ho Ho!
The poor sleigh was feeling extremely lonely. On the verge of tears, it told Santa, “In winters, the reindeer strut about proudly with me tied to their backs, for it is me who gives them their identity. But come summers, they drift off to greener pastures, abandoning me here, in the middle of nowhere, while they catch up on their sleep, and gorge on fresh, dewy, green grass. Enough is enough, I quit!”
And this was a humongous problem, for without a sleigh, a reindeer is just another wild animal. It is only when it is pulling a sleigh that it becomes a symbol of joy, of festivity, of caring, of giving, everything that Santa has come to represent. So Santa had to do something about it, and pronto. But he could not possibly be seen in public in the summers, in fact, December 25th was the only day…
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