Christmas Tales 6

By Storm Cloud Publishing

A Christmas themed collection of short stories and poems for kids 8-12 years. Trouble in Santa's workshop, a Christmas Party no one wants to go to, and Christmas celebrations before Christmas even existed. This year, our writers have travelled through lands real and imagined and the animal kingdom is in full swing to celebrate Christmas. Get your Santa letters mailed early, sit back, relax and indulge yourself with your favourite writers.
With stories/poems from:
Jill Barlow
Joshua T. Brown
Jo Mularczyk
Karleen Peters
Carole Lander
GJ Grimes
Elizabeth Klein
Sam Blake
Pete Galea

• Language: English
• Publisher: Storm Cloud Publishing
• Release date: Nov 30, 2021
• ISBN: 9781925285529

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Christmas Tales 6

A collection of Christmas stories for kids 8 – 12 years

There are nine cheeky elves on the cover. Can you find them all?

Christmas Tales 6

Copyright remains with the individual authors

Published by Storm Cloud Publishing (2021)

ISBN: 978-1-925285-52-9 Smashwords Edition

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Junior Fiction: A collection of Christmas themed short stories from writers all around the world.

Fun and adventure, Christmas celebrations, Santa Claus and elves, Family relationships, Animals, Poetry, the Magic of Christmas

Ages 8 – 12 years

Contents

Rebecca Snail’s Christmas Party

Jill Barlow

Koala Christmas

Joshua T. Brown

Aussie Christmas

Jo Mularczyk

The Runaway Doll

Karleen Peters

Christmas Treat for a Lost Dog

Carole Lander

Prehistoric Christmas

GJ Grimes

Dragon Gift

Elizabeth Klein

How to Make a Christmas Pudding

Sam Blake

Santa’s Mailbox

Pete Galea

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Rebecca Snail’s Christmas Party

Jill Barlow

Rebecca Snail poked her head out of her home along the dusty track in the bush. It was a beautiful summer morning. The bush glowed in reds and greens and the fragrant colours of plants and flowers that were still fresh in the early summer.

Nocturnal creatures were heading off to bed and diurnal creatures were coming out for the day. Birds were twittering in the trees. The air vibrated with their sounds and their shadows fluttered about the treetops.

Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and Rebecca was super-excited. She’d already hung up her Christmas stocking and now she was about to throw her first ever Christmas Party. She had collected lots of foods that she knew the tiny bush creatures liked – and lots of juicy leaves for herself.

She’d even found a branch tip that had broken from the pine tree where she’d parked her home and fallen to the ground. Rebecca thought it would make an excellent Christmas Tree. She climbed all over the branch, decorating it with leaves, berries and seed pods in bush colours of reds and golds and greens.

Even though it was only about fifteen centimetres long, Rebecca had struggled to get the branch to stand upright. First, she found some small stones and pushed them into place around the point of the stem. She slid under the tip, lifting it up and carefully balancing it on her shell while she slid down beneath the stem. The branch lifted, nestling amongst the stones, and eventually stood upright.

Rebecca sighed, sliding back to admire her Christmas Tree, sweating slimy mucous all over her body. The Tree looked beautiful!

Now, she set about inviting all the tiny bush creatures to her party.

She saw Boggy Moth up in his tree, fluttering and flustering about.

Hello, Boggy. Would you like to come to my Christmas Party? Rebecca asked. I’ve got lots of sweet nectar.

No, thank you, Boggy answered. I have to fly to my snowy mountain cave before it gets too hot.

Oh. Rebecca was a little sad, but she understood. Have a good flight, she smiled, and kept wandering.

She saw Charlie Cricket chirping his final calls before he went to bed for the day.

Hello, Charlie. Would you like to come to my Christmas Party? she asked. I’ve got lots of fruit and flowers.

A snail party? Charlie pulled a face. No, thank you.

He hopped quickly away.

Rebecca was a little upset by Charlie’s rude manner. But there were still lots