One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was getting ready for
his annual trip, but there were, problems everywhere. Four of his elves got
sick and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular
ones, so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit. This stressed
Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about
to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where.
More stress. Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the boards
cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground, scattering the toys.
With his temper almost beyond control, Santa went into the house for a cup
of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the cupboard, he
discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and there was nothing to drink.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffeepot and it broke
into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get
the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw it was made from. Just
then the doorbell rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door. He opened
the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas Santa. Isn't it just a
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn't it a lovely tree?
Where would you like me to stick it?"
Thus, began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
his annual trip, but there were, problems everywhere. Four of his elves got
sick and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular
ones, so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit. This stressed
Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about
to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where.
More stress. Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the boards
cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground, scattering the toys.
With his temper almost beyond control, Santa went into the house for a cup
of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the cupboard, he
discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and there was nothing to drink.
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffeepot and it broke
into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get
the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw it was made from. Just
then the doorbell rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door. He opened
the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas Santa. Isn't it just a
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn't it a lovely tree?
Where would you like me to stick it?"
Thus, began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
