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AVON "SANTA READ ME A STORY" TALKING SANTA PARTS ACCESSORIES BOOKS BAG BEAR PONY These are the accessories for Santa Read Me A Story by Avon. THIS DOES NOT include Santa. Comes with everything pictured. There is the bookstand, teddy bear, rocking horse, gift bag with gift and 3 books (1 is broken). The rest of the pieces are in excellent condition (1 book is broken). Most of the items are previously owned. Items are sold as is. I do my best to describe all items. All sales are final. There are NO RETURNS. If for some reason I make an exception to the no returns, there is a 25% re-stocking fee and the buyer is responsible for the cost of returning the item in the same condition. Also, the cost of shipping the item to you will be deducted from the refund as well (even if I state free shipping since there are NO RETURNS).Also, I do live in a non-smoking environment, but I cannot guarantee where the item comes from.. I do combine shipping. Thank you for looking and good luck. Payment expected within 7 days after auction closes, unless other arrangements have been made. I would appreciate if buyers post positive feedback first, so that I know the item has arrived and the transaction is complete. I will then post positive feedback in return. After 10 days, non-paying bidder notice will be filed. If payment not received in timely manner, item may be relisted. Shipping Terms Just one of inkFrog's Creations PayPal-eBay's service to make fast, easy, and secure payments for your eBay purchases! I go to the post at least twice a week. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR HOW SLOW THE USPS IS. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS AGAINST ME (you can check the date stamp). I would appreciate if buyers post positive feedback first, so that I know the item has arrived and the transaction is complete. I will then post positive feedback in return. inkfrog terapeak i000000 read more

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Stories for Santa to read! Here are two great stories for a Santa visit!

We provide Santa’s all across the Uk and a lot of our clients like Santa to read the children they are visiting stories.  Below are two stories we have adapted for our Santa’s :-

Long long ago, two little children, (POINT AT TWO CHILDREN) just like you… and you, were sitting by the fire on a cold winter’s night. They were talking about how excited they were for Christmas day. They couldn’t wait to open their presents, eat turkey and play games. Whilst they were talking, there was a sudden knock at the door and George ran to open it.

There, outside in the cold and the darkness, stood a child with no shoes on his feet and all he was wearing was thin, ragged clothes. He was shivering and coughing. He was so cold he could barely speak. Before he even had time to ask if he could come inside and sit by the fire, George and Danielle invited him to join them.

They took the little stranger to their warm seat, gave him a blanket and offered him some hot chocolate and marshmallows, which their friend Ainsley had made them. They spoke for hours and hours, giggled and giggled until it was time for bed.

Danielle ran upstairs and made their little friend a bed with fresh sheets and comfy pillows whilst her and George slept on the floor. They knew that he needed comfort more than them.

When the clock stroke midnight, there was a bright light that awoke George and Danielle. As they sat up, their new friend was stood by the door. He didn’t look cold anymore, and his clothes were no longer ragged. He was now surrounded by a bright light.

His soft voice said: “I was cold and you took me in. I was hungry, and you fed me. I was tired, and you gave me a place to sleep. I wish to thank you for your kindness with this gift.”

Once the light had dimmed, George and Danielle could now see a red suit, with a white furry trim, a big belly and a jolly man. It was me, boys and girls. I was the little boy that they had so kindly taken in.

I thanked George and Danielle for their kindness and gave them their gifts and returned to my sleigh to give the other lovely boys and girls gifts.

As you may know children, only good children receive gifts, so I hope you have done something kind this year to someone whether it’s a friend or family member. There is still plenty of time.

Santa Story 2 – The Day the Reindeer Flew Backwards

There once was a Christmas unlike any the North pole and myself had ever seen. It is known as the slow year. For you that don’t know what that means, it was the year when the elves became waaaaaaaay behind their toy-making schedule. It got so bad that a rumour began to spread amongst the villagers in the north pole. The rumour was that I was going to reschedule Christmas. Can you imagine?

Luckily, this did not happen. The elves managed to get all the toys made in the nick of time. But there’s something else you should know about this day because what happened was very funny. Remember I told you it was known as the slow year? It was also known as the backward flyering reindeer year. That year you have heard of, I can see. Well let me tell you a little bit more about it.

It was the most strangest of sites.

Buddy the Elf, a good personal friend of mine, who saw himself as a bit of an expert in flying my sleigh, was up in the sky with the reindeer practicing his landings, fancy twists and turns and other fun stunts. As you can imagine, just like everyone who drives any kind of vehicle, it takes practice to be good at anything. Flying magical sleighs takes extra practice!

Every year for the Annual North Pole Christmas show, Buddy and the magical reindeer show off their flying skills. This particular year he and the reindeer perform barrel rolls, loop-d-loops, figure eights, and the famous Upside Down Double Nut Roll-A-Way. Very entertaining to watch!

One night, during an extra- long practice session, Buddy accidentally steered the reindeer directly over the Earth’s Magnetic North Pole, which is the top of the world!

After flying through this magnetic zone, the reindeer and Buddy had begun to fly backwards. For the villagers they thought Buddy had trained the reindeer to fly backwards and applauded his amazing skills. It wasn’t until they landed, in backward fashion, and started walking backwards to the reindeer barn that the villagers knew something weird had happened! What made this worse, was that their speech was also backwards! Instead of saying “Hello Santa” they said “Atnas Olleh”. Instead of “Ho, ho, ho” they said “oh, oh, oh!” Can you imagine?!

The North-Pole villagers decided that they needed to figure out how to fix this, and quickly!

The elves tried all kinds of treatments, but nothing worked! The elves were very worried and upset, and they all stopped their work while trying to think of what could be done. This is why they were so behind with making toys!

Luckily, I was there boys and girls, and I knew exactly what to do.

I ran straight to Mrs Claus, my lovely wife, and asked her to whip up a special batch of cookies called the ‘Seikooc Samtsirch Drawkcab’ cookies. Can you guess what that means? It means the ‘Backward Christmas Cookies’. It’s a magical cookie that can help with backwards flyering reindeer.

I gave some to Buddy and the reindeer and within seconds it worked wonderfully and just in time to finish those toys to bring you here today!

That’s right – the year of the backwards flyering reindeer in 2017!

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Collection of fairy tales for children - WHILE YOU SLEEP

For us, mothers.

My sweet child, I sneak into your bedroom just to sit next to you and look at your calm and peaceful face while you sleep. I can see how the warm blanket rises slightly on your chest when you breathe. You have such tender eyelids that tremble a little in your sleep! Angel curls scattered across the pillow. Just a couple of minutes ago, I was sitting in the living room, bending over the last report, and could not understand where this sadness came from, which covered me like a suffocating wave at the end of a tiring evening. I realized that I could no longer work and that I had to come to you just to sit by your bed. nine0003

I was so preoccupied with my thoughts this morning that I was annoyed by your slowness when you put on your jacket and skirt.
- What a mess! - I was indignant, helping you squeeze your hands into the sleeves of your jacket.

I got mad that you couldn't find a lunch voucher again at the school cafeteria, and then I scolded you for egg yolk stains on your clothes after breakfast. You just smiled guiltily, not understanding my annoyance.
- Bye, mommy! You yelled goodbye as you ran out of the house. You didn't even get offended. nine0003

In the afternoon I called customers and you played on the couch: rows of dolls and plastic cups and saucers lined up on beige knitwear. You were talking to yourself, acting out the tea party scene. I was shushing you because your sonorous voice kept me from focusing on my work.
“Go do your homework,” I snorted in an orderly tone, realizing that otherwise I would not be able to stop this disgrace.
“Okay, mommy,” you nodded, realizing that you were disturbing me, and obediently retired to your room. Ten minutes later, I heard you cramming the rules, and it took my mind off my business again. nine0003

Already in the evening you quietly approached me and touched my shoulder.
“Read me a story, please,” you asked at the most inopportune moment.
— And who will clean up all this mess in your room? I replied unhappily. - How many times to say: the girl's room should not resemble a battlefield. Until you deserve a fairy tale.

The hope in your eyes has gone out. You nodded dejectedly and, bowing your head, went to restore order. Half an hour later you reappeared in the living room and looked over my shoulder at the long-suffering report. nine0007 - Now what? I asked with a sigh. "Don't you understand that I'm busy?"
You didn't answer. You just wrapped your arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek.
- Good night, mommy. I love you,” you whispered in my ear and quietly slipped out of the living room. I didn't even notice you went to bed.

I sat for another ten minutes, and then a bitter feeling of guilt washed over me. The lines swam before my eyes. In the morning I missed the opportunity to praise you and caress you, and the hectic day spun me in a round dance of worries. How could I forget that I am also a mother, and not just a business woman? Why did your mistakes irritate me, why didn’t I rejoice that you can understand me and forgive me for inattention? I got angry and lashed out at you when you were patient and caring. I'm just mired in daily activities and duties, too tired to give you time to give you an approving smile. Is it worth my work to forget about you, my dear child? nine0003

Now I look at you, sleeping, and I want to start all over again. All this ridiculous, stupid day. Tomorrow will be different, I promise. I will treat you with the same understanding with which you treated me today. I can be caring. It doesn't take much: a smile when you wake up, a kind word before you rush to the school bus, a bedtime story. I will play with you in your dolls and drink from plastic cups, praising non-existent tea. I must return to you the debt of love and understanding that you so generously shared with me. How much I, an adult, could learn from you, my little daughter! You touched me, you made me doubt that there is anything more important in life than the love between mother and child. nine0003

Thank you, sleeping baby. I will answer you with the same love and understanding that you so generously bestowed on me today. Promise.

Diana Lumans

The Boy Who Didn't Believe in Santa Claus (Wright George)

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00:00 / 01:20:34

The Boy Who Didn't Believe in Santa Claus

Detectives, thrillers

49. 7K

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1 hour 20 minutes

Year

2020

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Greg did not care at all that this creature is kind and brings gifts! It destroyed the entire scientific picture of the world! Gregory was desperately trying to save the day by coming up with some rational explanation for the undead. Let's say that Santa Claus is actually an alien. In science fiction, aliens could do a lot of things that people couldn't, and it's all thanks to science. But aliens travel in spaceships, not reindeer. And again, if it's an alien, why isn't NASA interested in it? If this is some kind of unexplored natural phenomenon, why aren't scientists working on it? nine0003

Gregory shared his hypotheses with his parents, but they did not understand anything and only laughed at his son's scientific meticulousness. Mrs. Prime told him with a smile that science was not about the study of magic. Greg was about to assume... no, not that his parents were lying to him - he still couldn't think of that. But maybe they, who are so smart and educated, have themselves become victims of deception?

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