How do you celebrate Christmas?
For every word highlighted have a child come up and pretend to be the object or person.
Bring something for the stoop (some stools will work), folders for the carolers to hold, a bowl, jacket, scarf, and a pair of big shoes.
There was a young lad sitting under a tree on his apartment stoop one Christmas Eve. His parents had passed away a few years ago. He had no decoration to hang and no lights to put up. It’s not that he hated Christmas, he just didn’t see what all the fuss was for. It was a chilly evening and the carolers were very delightful to listen to.
A homeless man walked up to him, this young man had no jacket and one could see he had been cold for days. Tommy, the young lad's name who was sitting outside his small apartment building could also see how cold this man was. Tommy asked the man to sit with him. “Thank you but I don’t mean to intrude,” the homeless man said.
“Wait, please sit down and let me get you something hot to eat,” young Tommy said as he rushed inside and took the bowl of hot soup out of the microwave, he had planned on eating before bed. Poured some hot apple cider and returned to the cold man.
“Put this on” Tommy handed him the new jacket his uncle gave him today for Christmas. “I still have one from last year so I really don’t need this one.” The homeless man smiled and nodded as to accept the kindness of Tommy. “And I hope you like the soup. It’s a leftover from my aunt's dinner last night.” The homeless man said it was a fine soup.
Just as Tommy began to sit down he saw a little girl across the street who began to cough and cough. He walked over to see if she was okay. The little girl said she was on her way home. “How far is home?” Tommy asked. The little girl said it was 5 blocks down. Then Tommy took the scarf his auntie knitted him and put it on the girl’s shoulders and gently wrapped her up snug. “You are a very kind man,” the girl said and continued to walk. Tommy turned around to notice an empty bowl and glass sitting on the stoop of his apartment.
He began to walk home when we heard a noise from the shop that had closed 30 minutes ago. He peeked in the window on the door to see a boy grabbing some shoes too big for him. Tommy opened the door and asked, “What are you doing?” The boy said, “Stop right there or I’ll hurt you”. Tommy asked, “Why are you stealing?” The boy began to cry and said: “My daddy’s shoes have holes in them and so I wanted to get him a new pair for Christmas, but I have no money.” Tommy said, “You don’t look like a thief.” The boy said, “I’m not very good at this am I.” Tommy reached into his pocket and took out his last twenty dollars, and said, “Here, this should cover the cost of the shoes, now let’s fix this window and there’s no harm done.” The boy helped Tommy nail in a new piece of glass they found in the back room, then said, “Thank you, mister.” Tommy said to the boy next time you need money come back here and I’ll let you sweep my store. The boy said he would be back tomorrow. Tommy said, “Nope I’m closed on Christmas, but you can come back on Friday”. The boy nodded and happily ran home.
Tommy went back to his apartment to find the homeless man back on the stoop. The stranger put his hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “But you do celebrate this holiday, Tommy. You have given me food and a warm jacket when I was cold and hungry. You helped a little girl who will now survive her bad case of the flu and grow up to become a doctor and save hundreds of people, and that boy that you helped will grow up to be one of the richest men in town and help out several poor families. Tommy was quite stunned by what the homeless man said. “How do you know all this?” Tommy asked.
Trust me, Tommy, I have the inside story on this sort of thing, but I have to go now, and when your days on earth are over you will be with your parents again and with me.”
“Who are you?” Tommy stated as tears began to swell in his eyes. The stranger stepped back and removed the jacket Tommy gave and revealed a glowing white robe. If you will excuse me now Tommy, I have to go, there is a birthday party for me upstairs.” Merry Christmas Tommy, see you again soon,” and the homeless man began to float up into heaven.
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