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Ah, by David Milner

31/12/2021

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Walk all over me, they do, young and old alike. Some of them jump, some of them stamp. Or I’m avoided like the plague. I put up with it. Then it’s dogs, licking me with rapid tongues. Then, it’s the avian creatures; pigeons, starlings – though I haven’t had a raven since God knows when – pecking at me. I get it. I’m there for the taking. Well, I’m in the best parts of town. I’m also, believe me, in the worst.

Then I’m dried up. Gone. Forgotten.

Wait for rain, they tell me.

Life is just a Puddle of jokes….
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Apology to Edvard Munch and Henry Thoreau, by Ed N. White

30/12/2021

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He was in his recliner staring at the muted TV.
She was on the couch knitting.
Suddenly, he screamed!
She stuck the needles into the ball of yarn, careful not to drop a stitch, placed the ball on the cushion beside her, and said, “Why did you do that?”
“I’m practicing. I’m trying not to lead my life in quiet desperation.”
She replied, “That’s not what Thoreau meant.”
“Oh.”
“He was urging people to take some action, get on with things, be bold.”
“Really, Miss Smarty Pants. And what would you suggest?”
“Unmute the TV would be a good start.”
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Did He Answer? by Jeremy Leariwala

28/12/2021

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“Grandpa, have you ever seen God?” Seven years old Junior asked Alex a baffling question.

“Well, let me just say that I have spoken to him a couple of times.”

“Did he answer you?” Junior’s eyes almost popped out!

“Yes, he did!”

“Please, tell him we need to talk.” Junior pleaded.

“Ok,” Alex shrugged. “Go fetch a blank paper. Write your question to God and then stick it on the wardrobe’s door.”

Junior wrote: GOD PLEASE I WANT A BIKE.

***

One hour later...

DING DONG! Their doorbell chimed.

“Junior? I finally bought you a bicycle.” His mother burst in…
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A Distant Hum, by Jina Han

27/12/2021

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What is that incessant noise coming from? I pat myself down. My phone isn’t on me; in fact, as I look around, I realize that I’m not even in my own house. Dazed and confused, I head out the door to find the noise myself. But there is no outside. There’s just a long staircase leading down to who knows what. All I know is that the noise is down there and I think I might go crazy if I have to listen to it for even a second more. Desperate to make it stop, I start walking down.
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My Gift, by Don Tassone

26/12/2021

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I’d just finished Christmas shopping and was heading out of downtown when my car broke down.

Waiting for AAA, I saw a man, wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the sidewalk. His bare hands were cupped over his mouth. His breath rolled through his fingers and rose in little misty clouds in the frigid air.

I’d been shopping for gifts for my loved ones. I’d even bought myself a coat.

I watched the man on the sidewalk pull his blanket more tightly around himself.

I grabbed my new coat from my backseat and got out.

“Merry Christmas,” I said.
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Happy Christmas to all our readers!

25/12/2021

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A Christmas Day offering from Dee Lorraine, taking a story that was published many years ago, and adding a new twist to it!
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The Christmas Eve, by Yola M. Caecenary

24/12/2021

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They truly hoped that the downpour would stop soon as they couldn’t bear the cold any longer. Both brother and sister held each other in silence, and no one could tell whether the rain or tears were on their faces.

Bells and Christmas carols were heard as a man in the bright face and long hair drew near with an umbrella. Both the children shivering because of cold and fear.

“Come with me,” asked the man.

They were hesitant.

“Don’t be afraid. I came for you. You’ll have food and shelter."

The children inexplicably felt peaceful and went with him.
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Timothy, by Janice Siderius

24/12/2021

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Timothy has spent his entire young life dependent on his family. When he goes to church his father carries him on his back; his siblings help him move about the house. Despite his crutch and braces, he is a loving, happy boy who never says anything unkind or complains.

One Christmas morning, a delivery boy unexpectedly arrives with a colossal turkey for the family’s dinner. Young Timothy exclaims, “That turkey is bigger than me!”

His mother, stunned by the gift, is speechless.

Timothy declares, “You see, mother, people can change. Even people as mean and stingy as Mr. Scrooge.”
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Christmas Sign, by Elizabeth Zahn

24/12/2021

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“December 25th? Like father, like son. Or daughter,” my mother-in-law said about my due date.

“What?” We’d just sung my husband “Happy Birthday”. In July.

“You didn’t know?” she said. “Chris was born Christmas Day.”

“You changed his birthday?”

She nodded. “As a child, Chris was miserable sharing his birthday.”

“Chris, why didn’t you tell me?”

“When we met, I told you my fake birthday. Leos, you’d said, were your most compatible love sign. But I was really a Capricorn. And really in love.”

I hugged him.

“But,” I said, “Let’s raise our baby a Capricorn. Like Jesus.”
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A Poorer, Yet Richer Christmas, by Alyce Clark

24/12/2021

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In Christmas’s past, the coins jingled much more-
As we carried our packages home from the store.
“Bigger and better,” we practically cried,
Now, “less is more” we gratefully sigh.
Tables were filled with sumptuous treats.
No cost was spared for our time-honored feast.
Now we’ve pared it down to our most favorite dishes.
Enjoying God’s love with these granted best wishes.
Our hearts have grown full- while our wallets hold less.
No spectacular gowns, we’re more casually dressed.
Warm memories and smiles when we think of the past.
And now we know the true meaning of Christmas, at last.
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