One particular Christmas season a long, long, time ago, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip but there were problems everywhere.

Four of his elves were 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 broke, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered toys everywhere.

More stress...

So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he dropped the cider pot, 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 end of the broom. Just then the doorbell rag, and irritated, Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said, very cheerfullly, "Merry Christmas Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful Christmas tree for you. Where would you like me to put it?"

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.........

Thank you for that beautiful story

Rolf

Ahhhhhhh ok I can't wait, tell me now where do all those balls on the Christmas tree come from ????

One particular Christmas season a long, long time ago, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip but there were problems everywhere, as every year.

The elves were in a hurry to produce toys, they became unconcentrated. The trainnee elves were sick or tired and Mrs. Claus' Mom was mobbing everyone, everywhere and at any time, as every year. All this stressed Santa.

Outside the snow was so high that the reindeer had problems to pull the sledge. So Santa looked for more reindeer. That took a lot of time and when he got them they didn't want to be harnessed and produced more problems than solutions.

Santa was behind schedule.

More stress!

He went back to the elves to look at the production of toys so far.That was behind schedule, too. Santa became unpatient and looked out for other presents. When he looked around he saw a lot of apples,peaches, oranges, stawberries, chocolade balls and bells and more to motivate the elves and to make them resistent against the cold winds blowing outside.

Santa put all this into a big bag and threw that over his shoulder. When he passed the cupboard he remembered that he had hidden a bottle of Drumbuie and a bottle of 12 years old Scotch under the board where the elves couldn't find it. He mixed 50 -50

into a big cup and enjoyed that enormous "Rusty Nail". He mixed another one because his Grandmom always told that this is the best medicine against a cold (I fully agree!)

Than he stood up, threw the sack over his shoulder and curved through the room heading to the door. He stumbled. The fruit bag flew through the air towards the Christmas tree. The Angel on the top was shocked! The bag "exploded" and scattered the fruits all over the tree.

Thus began the tradition of those balls in the Christmas tree.

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Caen Fred wrote

Ahhhhhhh ok I can't wait, tell me now where do all those balls on the Christmas tree come from ???

From elves that don't work fast enough! :stupid::stupid:

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Thank you for the flowers, Fred!

Did you try Santa's mixture? It's really good against a cold, esp. as prevention. Happy Holidays!

Rolf