BY PAUL GALLAGHER
Do you believe in Fairies, well I do, and I’ve seen one. So has my Sister Emma, and my Brother Matthew. I’m Charles by the way. We all go to the same school, I’m 10 years old, Matthew is 9, and Emma is 8.
It is almost Christmas, but I keep thinking about what happened during our summer family holiday. Mum and Dad rented a Chalet and a beach hut in a seaside town called Shell Haven.
After unpacking we went down to the beach huts, and all but one of the beach huts were painted in bright colours, but the one next to ours was very shabby.
As our parents were getting lunch ready, the three of us decided to explore the shabby beach hut.
The door was secured by a rusty padlock, which I pulled, and it fell to the ground. Although we shouldn’t have, we went inside. There was nothing in the hut except for a small box on a shelf. We opened the box and inside there was a note which said ‘whoever opens this box and reads this note will be granted one special wish.’ Very nervously we replaced the note into the box, and hastily left, and told our parents what we had found.
Although they thought it must be some sort of joke, we all returned to have a look in the box containing the note, but the box was nowhere to be seen. Our parents just laughed thinking that we had pulled a joke on them, and we couldn’t convince them otherwise! That happened in the summer, and now it’s only three weeks to Christmas.
At home during one evening I went upstairs to my bedroom with Matthew and Emma to play a computer game, and during this particular evening there was a tapping at the window, and just outside was a beautiful Fairy, gesturing to come in.
I opened the window and the Fairy flew in and said in a very squeaky voice that she had come to grant us the wish that had been promised when we opened the box in the beach hut.
Although Emma was very frightened we all listened to what the Fairy had to say. She told us that she and other fairies help Santa deliver Christmas presents, and many years ago while delivering the presents in Shell Haven, one of the Reindeers caught its leg on the top of beach hut and injured it. In the beach hut lived an old sailor who was awakened by the noise of the reindeer hitting the roof, and immediately came out of the hut to help the injured reindeer.
To thank the old sailor, Santa granted him a wish, but he said that he has no need of the wish, so he left a note in a box for a someone special to find granting them a wish to pass to someone they knew that was in need of help.
After hearing the story we told the Fairy we knew of someone who needed our wish, and it would be for a little girl in our school called Victoria. She is always very sad, and was often crying, and because of her crying she did not have many friends, but Emma looks after her.
Victoria lives at home with her Mummy and Daddy, and two brothers, one aged 2, and the other aged 4. Her Daddy lost his job and has little money, and finds it very difficult to look after the children especially now it’s very near Christmas. The fairy then flew out of the window and disappeared into the night.
We all sat there opened mouthed, and once we had got over all of the excitement we decided to say nothing to our parents, as they wouldn’t believe us anyway.
On arriving at school on the Monday morning, before breaking up for the Christmas holidays, Victoria came rushing in, skipping and laughing, and wearing the most beautiful dress. All the children stared in disbelief as they had never seen Victoria so happy.
Everyone gathered around her and asked why she was so happy. Victoria could hardly speak and said that yesterday a lovely man with a silver white beard came to their house, and gave her Daddy details of a new job for him to start after Christmas, also a hamper full of food, and new clothes for her two brothers and herself, and said that would be getting lots of Christmas presents.
Well, how wonderful was that, and I am sure if you had any doubts, you must now believe in Fairies, and of course Father Christmas.