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A Christmas Tale.
A short festive story
by Kyorii pilau.
It was Christmas eve, I looked up at the clock on the wall from my desk,
the clock showed the time at 20:31.
"Oh well looks like it's going to be a while yet," I said to myself as I
got up and went over to the vending machine at the other side of the
large open plan office. At the machine I selected a cup of coffee and
inserted coins, the machine sprang into life its little electronic brain
running through a pre-set series of instructions, solenoids operated and
levers moved valves operated but no cup appeared just hot water that
splashed off the drain and onto my trousers, I sighed as the machine had
just about summed up my life 'tries really hard but ultimately fails'.
I walked back to my desk and opened the drawer and found a half finished
pack of cigarettes and a lighter then went over to the fire escape.
Out in the cold on the metal grid of the fire escape landing high above
the busy street I lit the cigarette and inhaled, it had been some time
since my last cigarette and it tasted harsh against my throat. Down in
the street I could hear young people enjoying themselves and smiled. 'at
least they are having a good time' I thought to myself.
As I smoked I thought back to my own youth, my childhood and my parents
and remembered how as a young boy everything seemed full of excitement
and wonder and life was one great adventure, then I thought about my life
now, divorced living in rented accommodation and struggling to keep up
the payments to allow my ex wife to continue living in my old house.
I don't blame my wife for divorcing me as I was never really at home and
spent long days at the office trying to build up a healthy nest egg for
our retirement.
But that is all in the past now, I finished my cigarette and re-entered
the office to finish off the paperwork.
As I returned to my desk I took a sweet from the packet sitting on my out
tray and as I chewed I remembered how I had found them.
It was somewhere around the fifth or sixth of December when just after I
had dressed for work I found that somehow all of my work shoes were now
full of sweets!, This was really strange as I lived alone and is still a
mystery to me but a nice one.
at 22:04 I finally decided to head off home, All of the important stuff
had been done and mailed to people that wouldn't even look at it until
the New Year. I had volunteered to stay back today and finish the work to
allow the younger staff to go home to their families and enjoy their own
Christmases, I laughed at myself as I thought 'I'm a kind of anti
Scrooge'.
As I walked down the high street after leaving my office I looked into
the window of one of the fashionable clothes shops and wondered to myself
what it would be like to be dressed like one of the models in the window,
I caught a glimpse of myself in the glass and smiled at the ageing
overweight balding man in a badly fitting suit looking back at me,
"I'd look stupid that's what." I said to myself with a smile, I'd been
looking at women's clothing of course and had often wondered why women
when they had so much choice in clothing often opted for the most
unflattering styles, it confused me.
I continued down the High street and stopped for a moment to catch my
breath and rub my sore arm (I had been having bouts of breathlessness
recently and had been trying to ignore them), as I looked up at the sky I
noticed a shooting star briefly before it just vanished mid sky.
As I approached my bus stop I stopped and looked into the window of a
travel agents and thought to myself 'I wonder where I would go if I had
the money?' It then occurred to me that maybe it wouldn't be a place,
just maybe it would be a time. I was brought out of my daydreaming by a
voice.
"Hello I'm really sorry to disturb you Sir but could you spare a little
change please so I can get something to eat?"
I turned to see an elderly man dressed in many layers of old clothing, he
was obviously a vagrant or a tramp but he was also very well spoken and
had a most endearing smile.
I reached into my pocket to find a little loose change, then realised
that the psychotic vending machine in my office had eaten my last change.
"I'm sorry sir but I have no change I'm afraid." The old man seemed
disappointed, I then noticed the brightly lit golden arches of the local
burger bar,
"But I do have my cards with me would you care to join me for my evening
meal?" I said as I pointed to the restaurant, this would be better than
'Turkey Ding' I thought to myself and I would at least have a little
company.
"I would like that very much indeed," said the old bearded man,
We walked silently together over to the restaurant and after asking him
what he would like from the menu I ordered and then took the food tray
over to where he was sitting.
"I must say that this is jolly decent of you Sir my name is Christopher
by the way." He offered me his hand and I shook it noticing that he had a
very firm handshake for such an old chap
"Oh it's okay Christopher I was just going home to an empty flat.
Actually it is nice just to have a little company for a change."
the old man called Christopher sipped at his drink and asked, "Don't you
have family that you could be with Sir?"
"No not really not any more Christopher, my ex wife and I never had
children even though I would have loved too. This will be my first
Christmas alone for many years."
"Oh that is sad Sir do you have no friends that you could visit over the
holiday period then?"
"Yes but I probably won't as I could bump into my ex wife and I wouldn't
want them to feel awkward." the old man smiled at me as he produced a
knife and fork from his coat pocket and started to cut into his burger.
I smiled at him as he placed a chunk of burger and its attached bun into
his mouth then proceeded to chew.
"Do you have anywhere to stay tonight Christopher? I can't put you up
myself but after our meal I can get us a taxi and we could try and find
you a bed for the night."
Christopher smiled at me as he flicked a little bread off his bushy white
beard.
"That is so kind of you Timothy but I will be okay I promise you."
as I sat eating my own food I was wondering what I could do to help this
polite old man who by how he dressed had obviously fallen on hard times.
"That meal was lovely Sir, I do appreciate your kindness."
"Would you walk with me for a while Christopher I would like you to have
something?" I had decided to go to the nearest cash point and withdraw a
little money to help him.
"I will walk with you Sir but only to keep you company," said Christopher
politely.
I was determined to help Christopher however and we both set off into the
cold night air together.
"Oh it's getting really cold now Christopher."
"It is and I think that it's starting to snow, oh the children will be
pleased tomorrow morning."
As we walked up the long pedestrianised street towards the cash point my
arm started to hurt once more and I felt pains start to shoot from my
shoulder down my arm but I was determined to help the old man so I
continued through my discomfort.
As we reached the cash machine it was now snowing heavily and the ground
was starting to turn white, I started to gasp for breath something was
terribly wrong with me, my chest was now getting very tight and I felt
dizzy.
It was just then that I felt two firm warm hands hold me.
"Let's sit down a while." Christopher guided me to a long wooden seat and
sat me down, he sat beside me and produced a blanket which he placed over
our shoulders, he then very gently held me to his side and said, "I'm so
sorry Timothy but it's now your time."
The pain in my chest was now excruciating,
"I think I'm having a heat attack Christopher, would you call for an
ambulance please?" I gasped, Christopher turned to me and placed his hand
on my forehead, suddenly the pain went away and I started to feel much
warmer, I looked at Christopher, he was smiling at me.
"I think that by now you know that it is too late for an Ambulance don't
you Timothy?" I nodded as the world around me began to slow down and
become silent until the only thing I could hear was the soothing voice of
Christopher.
"I'm dying aren't I?"
"Yes Timothy you are but you will feel no more pain, don't be sad Timothy
for you have lived a good life and it's your many acts of kindness and
consideration over the years that first brought you to my attention, you
are a good man and should have been appreciated more by those that you
loved."
"Will I be missed?" Christopher gently embraced me as I leant against
him.
"No Timothy you won't because you will never have existed but the people
whom your kindness has touched over the years will always know that
someone special was there for them." I could hear my voice changing as I
became weaker,
"I'm scared Christopher so scared." Christopher pulled me closer and
started to gently stroke my balding head,
"Don't be, you are now going to a place of warmth and unconditional
love." The snow was now motionless in the air as if time itself had
stopped and the world was now becoming slowly darker.
"Will you stay with me till the end please?"
"Of course I will Timothy I will always be with you." Everything went
dark.
The old man held Timothy to himself. To any passer by it looked as though
the seat was now empty but Christopher was working the magic that he
could only do once a year and only for someone who really deserved it.
Christopher was now reordering the threads of both time and reality
itself and creating a new reality for the soul that was once Timothy.
Rebirth.
It was now nearly eight O clock on the morning of Christmas day in the
year of 1963 and in the small back bedroom of a downstairs terraced flat
somewhere in the North of England a small child was about to wake in her
cot.
'Oh what a dream. I thought to myself as I slowly woke but something felt
wrong. I opened my eyes and rubbed them then brushed my hair from my
fringe, ' wait I don't have a long fringe I don't even have much hair' I
thought. Slowly I focussed on my surroundings, they were both familiar
and foreign to me at the same time and something else, they were in
perfect focus.
I appeared to be behind bars of some sort, looking up I realised that I
was in some kind of giant wooden cot, 'oh this is strange' I thought to
myself as I tried to get up, this I did with some difficulty.
I was now sitting in the giant cot and looking at my pudgy little hands
and feet, I was wearing a pink nightie and from the feel of my lower body
I was also wearing an old style nappy with plastic pants, there was a
dummy to my side which I almost instinctively picked up and placed in my
mouth and immediately started to suck on.
It slowly dawned on me that I was no longer a man but a small child and
the giant cot was actually just a normal sized one, what made me smile
however was that I knew this room, I knew it very well, it was my old
bedroom from when I was a very young.
Somehow I had become a small child again I was dressed in pink so I must
be a girl, 'why a girl' I wondered.
I didn't know whether to be upset or not so instead I decided to explore
my environment, I tried to get up but found that I just did not have the
strength or coordination to do so, I crawled over to the bars of my
wooden prison and using them for support managed to stand up.
I then noticed something at the end of my cot, it looked like, oh it was
it was a stocking a Christmas stocking, I smiled and the dummy fell from
my mouth.
Carefully I made my way over to the stocking, holding onto the wooden
bars of my cot for support, the stocking was stuffed with small wrapped
gifts I felt myself becoming excited and then for the first time heard my
voice. It just came out as a little squeak.
"Ga." I tried again.
"Mu, mu, mu." I knew that I was a small child and I obviously hadn't
gained the ability to form words yet or even the strength and
coordination to be able to walk properly but still it somehow didn't
bother me at all I felt absolutely wonderful.
I started to make happy sounds
"Ga, ba ,bu baba." I just couldn't help but smile, I reached over to the
stocking at the corner of my cot and managed with difficulty to get one
of the smaller wrapped presents I then fell back onto my bottom and
started to giggle.
I spent some time taking the colourful wrapping paper off the present and
eventually found it to be a plastic rattle of some sort, I took it in my
little hand and started to shake it, It rattled this made me very happy
and I started to giggle once more but then I heard a noise form outside
the room , I stopped playing with my rattle and looked towards the giant
scary door.
The door opened and through it came a young woman wearing a short nightie
she had long black hair it was flowing down her back 'Mummy it's my
mummy she's alive again oh and she's so beautiful' I thought to myself, I
became quite excited and I found myself smiling and holding my arms in
the air,
"Mumma, mumma." My mummy looked down at me with her large hazel eyes and
smiled back at me.
"Oh hello there, you are in a good mood today aren't you?, Merry
Christmas my little princess." she said with her soft soothing voice She
then leant over and picked me up and lifted me out of the cot.
As my mummy held me to her side I felt nothing but happiness and love in
her arms pressed against her warm soft body, Mummy carried me over to the
window and pulled open one of the thick velvety curtains, the world
became very bright and white, everything outside in the yard was covered
in a thick layer of snow and the roofs of the housed opposite were also
white.
"It's a white Christmas Sandra, look Santa has made it snow just for us
oh isn't it pretty?"
I pointed at the outside world and said, "Now, now."
My mummy said, "Yes Sandra it's snow you are a clever girl."
As my mummy and I looked out of the window at the snow covered world I
snuggled into my mummy, we stood and looked at the snowflakes slowly
falling down from the sky and landing in our back yard.
"Ooh it's chilly Isn't it?, I think that we should be getting dressed now
don't you?" I smiled at my mummy as she placed me onto the bed near to my
cot and started to undress me.
"Oh Sandra well done you are dry you are getting to be such a big girl
now aren't you?" I felt so proud of myself as my mummy pulled a soft vest
over my naked body just after blowing several raspberries on my tummy and
making me giggle, she then took me over to a plastic potty and sat me on
it.
"Just see if you can Pee pee by yourself Sandra and then I'll put you
into your nice party frock" Mummy sat with me and supported me until I
had emptied my bladder, She then picked me up and wiped me clean. "Oh you
were ready for that weren't you?" I wasn't really paying much attention
as I was now chewing the handle of my new rattle.
Soon mummy had me dressed in my blue party dress with little white socks
and tiny leather sandals, mummy had also put little ribbons in my hair to
make me extra pretty, she held both of my arms and held me as I tried to
walk out of my bedroom, Mummy encouraged me all of the way.
When we got into her room she sat me on her bed whilst she dressed, I sat
quietly and babbled to myself whilst watching her slowly become more and
more beautiful as she dressed for the day.
Mummy then carried me into the living room.
"Shall we see if Santa has visited us in the night Sandra?"
When we entered the living room I gasped at all of the decorations
hanging on the walls and the large green artificial Christmas tree with
all of it's lights and underneath it lots and lots of presents stacked in
piles.
Mummy must have already made the coal fire as it was burning fiercely in
the hearth covered by a guard to protect me.
I sat on the floor of the living room whilst mummy gathered lots of
wrapped gifts and placed them around me, it was just after this that I
heard a noise behind me and a little squeal from mummy as her face lit
up, I turned around to find daddy standing in the doorway smiling with a
big teddy bear in his arms mummy got up from the floor where she had been
sitting with me and ran over to Daddy, she embraced him she then she
kissed him on the lips and as she did she lifted her leg back off the
ground and held it in the air as they kissed.
Mummy made me and daddy nice food to eat and after she'd fed me with my
special spoon we all sat on the settee and watched the black and white
telly, I sat between them just like a grown up. Mummy reached over and
held Daddy's hand then told him something, he smiled a big smile at Mummy
and had tears in his eyes.
Mummy then put me on her knee, and put my hand onto her tummy.
"Sandra can you feel mummies tummy?" I smiled at mummy as I rubbed her
soft tummy.
"Inside mummy's tummy a little brother or sister is growing, it's an
extra special Christmas present for you and your Daddy." I rubbed Mummies
tummy a little more and then lay my head against her chest put my thumb
in my mouth and closed my eyes, I loved my mummy.
Outside in the street just as darkness descended once more a kindly,
elderly bearded man approached little Sandra's home he briefly stood
outside before smiling. "Enjoy your new life Sandra you've earned it, oh
and be good, I'll be watching!" The old man then continued down the
street before slowly fading away into the falling snow.
© Kyorii Pilau and the spirit of Christmas 2016
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