“Is it Christmas yet?”
The blond
nurse looked at the little boy with a smile.
“Not yet,
but it will be Christmas very soon.”
“Thank
you…” a faint sound came out from his mouth.
He loved
Christmas as it was the day his family would come to visit him. It is not they
didn’t visit at other dates – there were always someone around him – but for
Christmas as a tradition the whole family would come.
They
wouldn’t bring big packages with them, the nurses wouldn’t allow them, but his
mother would show him a picture of his room: there were always HUGE PACKAGES,
even a private Christmas tree…
He wondered
again if he would see his room one day…
Late that
night, a big man came. It was his first time around and it seemed to him he was
mopping the floor, as he was almost lying down on the floor. Sleep didn’t come
easy for him or most of the patients there.
“What are
you doing?” he whispered.
The big man
heard and froze in the act. Slowly, he stood up and then he could see the big
man WHO HAD A WHITE BEARD, A RED UNIFORM… SANTA CLAUS!!
“Shouldn’t
you be sleeping?”
“Shouldn’t
you be preparing for Christmas?”
Both
laughed and they talked for quite a while – it seems one of the nurses missed
their shift again – until the little boy fell asleep.
Next day,
he woke up with his family all over him; the best of day of the year has come! They
talked and talked until he mentioned his close encounter with Santa Claus. Immediately
his siblings mocked him.
After a
very hot argument, he said he left him a gift.
“There are
no gifts except the ones we brought.” his father spoke with some amusement.
“It is
there! Look under my bed!”
Trying to
end this argument, the man went to look and…
…came out
with a beautiful package!
The boy
wouldn’t be able to lift the package, so along with his elder sister, they
opened it: a beautiful skateboard!
“That is
what I always wanted!”
And every
year, for a long time, there was always a package under the bed… From whom? The
mystery remains, but the question “Is it Christmas yet?” was always followed by
“Can you check under my bed?”
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