Write us a few, perhaps 3... paragraphs that contain the following words.
Santa Claus snow
reindeer gift(s)
locomotive scary
steam St. Louis (the U.S. city)
diesel track(s)
passenger kids
station night
sleigh Grampy
boxcar Crandell
reefer caboose
Jarrell
Now we all know that Santa Claus needs some snow at Christmas so his reindeer have a soft landing on our rooftops. We don’t want him to drop any of the gifts he is bringing us, especially if it is one of a model steam locomotive. Now that would be scary. I know he has to fly to other cities like St. Louis but if the weather is really bad, he could put his sleigh on the railroad tracks and have a diesel passenger train pull him around all night. Yeah, we all know that Grampy and Crandell would not want their kids to see this, so they may as well stay at the station and sit on a boxcar or even in a caboose (if they can find one any more) until Santa returns. We definitely would not want them to stay in a reefer as that would be way too cool!
Merry Christmas,
-Bob
Life is what happens while you are making other plans!
Oh... very good Bob! All in one paragraph too!
Anyone else?
farrellaa Now we all know that Santa Claus needs some snow at Christmas so his reindeer have a soft landing on our rooftops. We don’t want him to drop any of the gifts he is bringing us, especially if it is one of a model steam locomotive. Now that would be scary. I know he has to fly to other cities like St. Louis but if the weather is really bad, he could put his sleigh on the railroad tracks and have a diesel passenger train pull him around all night. Yeah, we all know that Grampy and Crandell would not want their kids to see this, so they may as well stay at the station and sit on a boxcar or even in a caboose (if they can find one any more) until Santa returns. We definitely would not want them to stay in a reefer as that would be way too cool! Merry Christmas, -Bob
Once upon a time, GRAMPY & CRANDELL took the KIDS down town ST. LOUIS to see SANTA CLAUS and his REINDEER hoping to receive some GIFTS. As they crossed the TRACKS by the STATION where one lonely PASSENGER sat. it got a little SCARY because the SNOW was very deep and it was almost NIGHT. They heard this very loud sound coming from the rails. They couldn't tell if it was a STEAM LOCOMOTIVE or a DIESEL . As the train slid by, they noticed, it was a short freight train hauling only one BOXCAR with a SLEIGH in it, and one REEFER and a CABOOSE at ----------
THE END
Sam
Thanks Sam!
ollevon Once upon a time, GRAMPY & CRANDELL took the KIDS down town ST. LOUIS to see SANTA CLAUS and his REINDEER hoping to receive some GIFTS. As they crossed the TRACKS by the STATION where one lonely PASSENGER sat. it got a little SCARY because the SNOW was very deep and it was almost NIGHT. They heard this very loud sound coming from the rails. They couldn't tell if it was a STEAM LOCOMOTIVE or a DIESEL . As the train slid by, they noticed, it was a short freight train hauling only one BOXCAR with a SLEIGH in it, and one REEFER and a CABOOSE at ---------- THE END Sam
Santa Claus was in trouble. He had taken much too long in St. Louis. The sleigh was still loaded with gifts for over half the country, but he would have to hustle to remain on track for the rest of the night. The reindeer were already tired, and the weather wasn't cooperating. Heavy snow in the mid-west guaranteed a scary couple of hours. Looking over his list, he saw that his next "customer", a kid named Crandall, was apparantly a train buff, as all he had asked for was "reefer". Hmm, let's see, a steam locomotive, a diesel, box car, caboose, even a few passenger stations, but no reefers. Santa shrugged, hoping the kids grampy was able to find a reefer for the dear lad.
Santa Claus stopped what he was doing for a moment and peered out the window of his rather large trainroom. The reindeer were all frolicking in the snow with the excited anticipation of their Christmas run, now less than 48 hours away.
As Santa turned back to his layout, his eyes went to the big screen TV up in the corner. A smile came across his face as once again his favourite Hockey team the Vancouver Canucks, had just wiped the floor with the St Louis Blues.
Now, way down south in St. Louis they were in the midst of a major winter storm. This was preventing the Canucks from flying home. Normally this would not be all that serious, however Christmas day was approaching and there was a group of children that were eagerly waiting for the team to return.
Anyone that has ever had to spend time with their child at B.C. Children’s Hospital know what a wonderful place it is. So much is done to lift the spirits of the kids who are in the Hospital, and the Vancouver Canucks play a huge role in this.
News came to Santa that the Canucks were stranded in ST. Louis, he immediately called for Jarrell, his head Elf.
With an authoritative voice Santa said “Jarrell I want you to hook up the Reindeer to the Sleigh and get it to St. Louis to get the Canucks home so those kids won’t miss out on their big day with the team”. Jarrell said that there was no way they could do that as Christmas prelaunch preparations were underway and there just wasn’t time.
Hmmmm. Santa thought for a moment and turned to Jarrell and asked, “don’t I own a train”? “Of course” said Jarrell, the Polar Express and we still have time!
Word was sent to the team to get to the railway passenger station in St. Louis.
It was now Midnight as the diesel powered coach made its way through the deserted snow covered streets of St. Louis to the railway station. The team wasn’t sure what was going on but played along with youthful anticipation.
At the station the players wondered how many days it would take to get home by train. It was late at night, it was now Christmas eve, the clock was ticking, the players were dozing off.
A slow deep rumble startled the players from their slumber. They jumped to their feet and ran out to the platform to see what was the matter. Out of the thick frozen curtain that enveloped the night, a massive steam locomotive rolled into the station.
Out of the engine jump two smiling characters and out of a coach jumped a third. Hi, I’m Grampy your Engineer and this is Crandell my fireman. That’s Tom our conductor. He’ll have you all singing like angels by the time we roll into Vancouver.
The players all pitched in to load their mountain of equipment into a boxcar at the back end of the train. The pucks went into the reefer Jarrell had added to the train. Any hockey player or fan knows pucks are to be kept frozen. In the caboose the players could see strange little fellas feverishly working away. Like children scurrying around a toy store, the players pushed and shoved to get aboard.
Grampy cracked the throttle as Crandell shoveled coal, soon that big engine started to roll. The train soon sped up to clip that was scary, The Canucks in the back were relaxed but were wary. The sights out the window passed by with a flash, but the players all new there’s no way they would crash.
With Tom conducting, the team were in the final verse of their 1038th Christmas Carol.
The train started to slow, a long haunting blast of a steam whistle could be heard as the big city came into view. The massive engine came to a stop outside the doors of Children’s Hospital where a wall of faces peered out of the many windows. As the players climbed down big smiles came to their faces as they realized they had made it home in time to make their big Christmas day visit.
Just then the team realized they didn’t have all the gifts for the kids. Not to worry said Tom as he pointed to the rear of the train. Streaming out of the Caboose came a long line of Elves loaded with armloads of presents.
The team relieved the exhausted elves of their burden and went inside. The team had made it home to do what they always do. For a few hours the kids forgot all about being sick.
The team emerge out the same door that they had entered through several hours earlier to go home to their families. They looked at each other and smiled. There was no train, no track, just a light blowing snow dancing across the hospital driveway.
Brent
"All of the world's problems are the result of the difference between how we think and how the world works."
Thankyou Batman,
Best Christmas Fiction that I have read in along while.
Merry Christmas to you and your Family.
Johnboy out..................
from Saskatchewan, in the Great White North..
We have met the enemy, and he is us............ (Pogo)
Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named JedPoor mountaineer barely kept his family fedThen one day he was shooting for some food,And up through the ground come a bubbling crude(Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea)Well the first thing you know old Jed's a millionaireKin folk said Jed move away from thereSaid California is the place you oughta beSo they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly(Hills that is, swimming pools, movie stars)Well now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kinThey would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping inYou're all invited back again to this localityTo have a heaping helping of their hospitality(Beverly Hillbillies, that's what they call 'em now, Nice folks Y'all come back now, ya hear?)
Cheers
Roger T.
Home of the late Great Eastern Railway see: - http://www.greateasternrailway.com
For more photos of the late GER see: - http://s94.photobucket.com/albums/l99/rogertra/Great_Eastern/
Excellent! A fine Christmas story!
BATMAN Santa Claus stopped what he was doing for a moment and peered out the window of his rather large trainroom. The reindeer were all frolicking in the snow with the excited anticipation of their Christmas run, now less than 48 hours away. As Santa turned back to his layout, his eyes went to the big screen TV up in the corner. A smile came across his face as once again his favourite Hockey team the Vancouver Canucks, had just wiped the floor with the St Louis Blues. Now, way down south in St. Louis they were in the midst of a major winter storm. This was preventing the Canucks from flying home. Normally this would not be all that serious, however Christmas day was approaching and there was a group of children that were eagerly waiting for the team to return. Anyone that has ever had to spend time with their child at B.C. Children’s Hospital know what a wonderful place it is. So much is done to lift the spirits of the kids who are in the Hospital, and the Vancouver Canucks play a huge role in this. News came to Santa that the Canucks were stranded in ST. Louis, he immediately called for Jarrell, his head Elf. With an authoritative voice Santa said “Jarrell I want you to hook up the Reindeer to the Sleigh and get it to St. Louis to get the Canucks home so those kids won’t miss out on their big day with the team”. Jarrell said that there was no way they could do that as Christmas prelaunch preparations were underway and there just wasn’t time. Hmmmm. Santa thought for a moment and turned to Jarrell and asked, “don’t I own a train”? “Of course” said Jarrell, the Polar Express and we still have time! Word was sent to the team to get to the railway passenger station in St. Louis. It was now Midnight as the diesel powered coach made its way through the deserted snow covered streets of St. Louis to the railway station. The team wasn’t sure what was going on but played along with youthful anticipation. At the station the players wondered how many days it would take to get home by train. It was late at night, it was now Christmas eve, the clock was ticking, the players were dozing off. A slow deep rumble startled the players from their slumber. They jumped to their feet and ran out to the platform to see what was the matter. Out of the thick frozen curtain that enveloped the night, a massive steam locomotive rolled into the station. Out of the engine jump two smiling characters and out of a coach jumped a third. Hi, I’m Grampy your Engineer and this is Crandell my fireman. That’s Tom our conductor. He’ll have you all singing like angels by the time we roll into Vancouver. The players all pitched in to load their mountain of equipment into a boxcar at the back end of the train. The pucks went into the reefer Jarrell had added to the train. Any hockey player or fan knows pucks are to be kept frozen. In the caboose the players could see strange little fellas feverishly working away. Like children scurrying around a toy store, the players pushed and shoved to get aboard. Grampy cracked the throttle as Crandell shoveled coal, soon that big engine started to roll. The train soon sped up to clip that was scary, The Canucks in the back were relaxed but were wary. The sights out the window passed by with a flash, but the players all new there’s no way they would crash. With Tom conducting, the team were in the final verse of their 1038th Christmas Carol. The train started to slow, a long haunting blast of a steam whistle could be heard as the big city came into view. The massive engine came to a stop outside the doors of Children’s Hospital where a wall of faces peered out of the many windows. As the players climbed down big smiles came to their faces as they realized they had made it home in time to make their big Christmas day visit. Just then the team realized they didn’t have all the gifts for the kids. Not to worry said Tom as he pointed to the rear of the train. Streaming out of the Caboose came a long line of Elves loaded with armloads of presents. The team relieved the exhausted elves of their burden and went inside. The team had made it home to do what they always do. For a few hours the kids forgot all about being sick. The team emerge out the same door that they had entered through several hours earlier to go home to their families. They looked at each other and smiled. There was no train, no track, just a light blowing snow dancing across the hospital driveway.