It was a quiet Christmas night. I was a little 7 year old boy. We had turkey and spaghetti for dinner. Although I had received many presents that year. I believe that my family is the best gift of all.
As I sipped my hot coco, and sat with my brothers by the fireplace, I remembered it like it was magic! Nothing but peace and the distant soulful carols that made me feel very happy. My father was a storyteller, although he gets very busy and stressful at work.
He still makes time for me and our family. As I gaze by the fire, he said that it's my bedtime. So, we went upstairs and he tucked me in bed. I remember the night upstairs felt cold, so he turned on the heater, cuddled me and read me a bedtime story.
But, first he asked me if I believed in magic! I said "of course I do papa." Then I asked him a question regarding the season:
"Pa is Santa real?"
"Yes anak Santa is very real if you believe enough"
I wholeheartedly doubted him by saying:
"Then why isn't he sending me presents? It's always the grown-ups buying gifts at the mall."
"That's because he can't reach us here in the Philippines. The weather is not right for his sleigh... Let me tell you a story about another magical creature that sends gifts in the southern hemisphere."
I was so excited! So I tucked in my blanket and listened to him.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Epic of Yulevern
FantasíaA boy figures out a mysterious storybook once told by his father during Christmas Eve many years ago, and is finding the answer to why Santa Claus never visits the Southern Hemisphere. This is the Tale of Yulevern, A Dragon-Reindeer Hybrid that may...
