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Christmas Tree Magic
By Angela T Scott
Friday, November 16, 2007

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A Christmas story about a Lonely Christmas tree's search for a home.

The Loneliest Christmas Tree By Angela Thompson Scott Illustrated By Reed Replogle Soon to be on with illustrations Copyright.AngelaThompsonScott2007 At Christmas Mountain lot the excitement was buzzing as the trees were unloaded one by one and put into their showing place. It was official, the Christmas season had begun! All the trees were excited as they spread their branches wide and stood up straight and tall. Hoping to find a holiday home as they watched the people mill around the lot in search of the perfect Christmas tree. Leland Cypress bragged while being unloaded from the truck, “I will be the first to get a home. After all, my family is considered royalty amongst Christmas trees.” Deodara Cedar scoffed at his remark, “We all know it’s the scent that draws people in. My enticing cedar aroma is sure to get me noticed first.” Virginia Pine chimed in with her sweet southern accent, “Now ya’ll quit fighting! We’ll all find a home, doesn’t matter who goes first. As long as they don‘t have cats. Their claws hurt!” “I concur,” added Frasier Fir in a stately manner. “Me too! Whatever that means.” commented Bruce Spruce “I just want a home with children.” Blue Spruce, Bruce’s tiny nephew said quietly. “Children? Why on earth would you want children? They have sticky fingers from all those candy canes, tug at your branches, and I’ve even hear some try to climb you. Ghastly little creatures, I tell you!” Leland argued. “Not to mention runny noses. Oh, the thought makes my branches shiver!” Frasier added. Blue smiled at them all, “It wouldn’t be Christmas without children magic.” “Children magic?” Deodara questioned confused about how children could be seen as magical. Blue searched for the perfect words to explain. “Yes, magic. The way they stand in front of you staring up with bright eyes full of admiration and anticipation. The giggles and laughter as they touch your branches and lovingly decorate you with tiny fingers full of care. How they sit and stare at your twinkling lights for hours wishing their Christmas wishes, and giving us the chance to make them come true . Magic, that’s what children give us.” Virginia Pine let out a sigh, “Now that’s about the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard!” “Shhhh everyone, a family is coming!” Bruce warned them as they all hurried to look their best. Heading in their direction was a tall well dressed man followed by his well dressed wife. They carefully surveyed the trees one by one stopping in front of Deodara first and then Leland. “I love the cedar one dear, the smell is divine.” The woman stated. “This one is bigger,” The man said pointing at Leland as he arched his trunk to make himself look even taller. “I told you I’d be first!” Leland bragged to Deodara. “Let’s let the children decide, dear.” The woman said yelling across the lot, “Children, over here!” Running, squealing, and shoving, Leland watched in horror as not one, or two, but five children came running through the other trees in his direction. They tugged and pulled at his branches with sticky candy cane fingers as the man spun Leland around to get a better look. This made him quite dizzy. Deodara couldn’t help but giggle as the man paid for Leland and hoisted him on his shoulder. “Children! Good heavens!” Leland shouted out. “Well, he did say he’d be first!” Virginia smirked. Bruce leaned down and whispered to Blue, “Don’t worry little buddy, we’ll be going soon!” Across town, Austin counted the change he kept hidden in his room under his mattress. Four dollars and fifty cents, not quite enough to buy a Christmas tree just yet. Mom said they couldn’t afford one this year, but Austin, now seven and very responsible, knew if he saved his money, and asked Santa at the mall, he was sure to get one for his mom, and baby brother Cohen. It worried him something fierce though, because Christmas was only two weeks away now. With all the neighbors busy shopping, the chores he usually got paid for had dwindled to almost nothing. Every morning, he walked past the packages his mom had wrapped and placed on the corner table in the living room. They seemed so lonely there all by themselves. At school, the other kids all bragged about their Christmas trees, and the teacher had everyone make decorations. A reindeer made out of popsicle sticks, hand painted ceramic Santa Claus’s, and paper rings to wrap around the trees in red, green, and gold construction paper. Austin left his in his backpack and didn’t show them to his mom like the other kids. He didn’t want her to be sad because they didn’t have a tree to put them on! Meanwhile, back at the lot, things were hopping! The lot was emptying quick, with the exception of Virginia, Bruce, and Blue. Frasier was the second to go, followed by Deodara. Frasier was going to the lobby of city hall, while Deodara found a home nestled by a fireplace with an elderly couple. Blue was getting worried. He knew he was one of the smallest trees on the lot in comparison to the others, but was certain someone would find him perfect by now! His branches were beginning to sag a little and a few of his needles had fallen to the ground. If he didn’t find a home soon, no-one would want him! The thought of being the last tree to find a home was making Blue, well blue. The owner of the lot approached the three of them and with a swipe of his pen, marked their prices down. Virginia was beside herself. “Oh boys, I don’t know how much more I can take of this! I’m a blue light special! A loser, a markdown, a nobody!” she wailed. “Now, now Virginia,” Bruce consoled her, “You’re beautiful! The right family just hasn’t seen you yet. Oh, look, here comes one now. I bet this is your family!” “You think?” Virginia questioned as she perked herself up just in the nick of time. The family walked up to the three remaining trees on the lot. A husband, wife, and a little girl carrying a teddy bear in one arm. “Yis one Mommy!” the girl squealed hugging Virginia as her teddy dropped to the ground. “I want yis one!” The mom looked at the Dad with hopeful eyes. The dad looked at the price tags on Virginia, Bruce, and then Blue. “What about this little one honey?” The dad said showing Blue’s price tag to the mom. She gave him a scornful look, “It’s not always about the price of things, honey!” “Yis one’s prettyyyyy, Daddy,” the little girl sang out as Virginia beamed with pride. “Okay, okay, how can I say no to the two of you!”, The dad gave in. “Merry Christmas Bruce and Blue, you’re next!” Virginia called out on her way out of the lot. Blues heart sank to the bottom of his trunk. “Let’s face it Bruce, I’m never going to find a home! Who wants a small tree with shedding needles? It’s over, no Christmas magic for me.” he said as he hung his head low and let his branches wilt to the ground. Bruce didn’t know what to say to cheer Blue up. He put on his best smile. “You still have me, Blue. We can spend Christmas together.” Another week passed by, and Austin had managed to earn another two dollars and fifty cents raking Mr. Thompson’s leaves on the corner. He was so excited, he ran home and burst through the door heading straight for his bedroom forgetting to wipe his feet. “Austin Shane!” His mother yelled, “What has gotten into you?” Austin sprinted into the living room with money in hand. “Look Mom, we can get a tree now. I saved all my money, look!” he boasted proudly placing the money in his mom‘s hand. Tears welled up in her eyes as she counted the change and crumpled dollar bills Austin had handed her. Seven dollars even. She knew it wasn’t enough to buy a tree, but didn’t have the heart to tell him so. Instead, she told him to get his coat, they were going to buy a tree! Austin could hardly contain himself as they walked into the lot. Then his little heart sank when he saw it was bare. Not a tree in sight. The lot man was packing up his things into the back of his pick up truck. “Sorry folks, we’re closed.” He announced. “Come on, let’s go. ” Austin’s mom said taking his hand. “But MOM, we HAVE to have a tree! We just HAVE to! I saved all my money!” he begged. “The man says they’re closed honey. I’m sorry.” she tried to explain to Austin as she pulled him towards the car. The lot man couldn’t help but overhear their conversation. “Wait a minute son.” he called out, “Maybe we can make a deal.” Austin’s face lit up and he took off running over to the lot man. “I have one tree left in the back of my truck. Ten dollars.” he offered. Austin looked down at the money in his hand and shuffled his feet in the dirt. His mom took out her wallet to pay the extra three dollars, but just as she did, the lot man walked away. “Wait!” she called out, but the man kept walking in the direction of his truck. “Come on Mom, let’s go.” Austin said taking her hand. “Where you going son?”, the lot man called out after them, “You have a deal!” he said as he reached in the back of his truck and pulled out Blue! Austin ran over to the lot man and stood looking Blue up and down. Blue didn’t even try to stand tall, he was sure the boy wouldn’t want him. His needles were now sparse and drying. He wouldn’t even want him if he was a boy. “He’s PERFECT!” Austin screamed in delight, “Mom, look at our awesome Christmas tree!”. Blue had found his home at last! Complete with twinkling lights, hand painted Santa ornaments, popsicle stick reindeers, paper link decorations, and popcorn strings. Oh, and magic, lots and lots of magic! The END.  

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Reviewed by Regis Auffray 11/18/2007
A delightful story, Angela. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace,

Reviewed by Kristi Hudecek 11/17/2007
Awesome story. Fantastically written and I could feel what little Blue was feeling. Great work!
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 11/17/2007
Precious story; enjoyed!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

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