38 x December 15, 2016 - January 4, 2017 x www.SouthwestOrlandoBulletin.com CONTINUED FROM PAGE 37 with friends. Sometimes I can play with my friends all day, because there is no school, and our parents let us have sleepovers. We also have a tradition of making gingerbread houses with our family’s best friends. We end the holiday season with a big New Year’s Eve party with all our friends. The third and most important reason that Christmas is important to my family is religion. Christmas celebrates the birth of Jesus. Jesus is the Son of God and my savior. On Christmas Eve, my family goes to church to celebrate his birth. We light candles, sing Christmas songs, take Holy Communion and worship with other families. After all, Jesus is the reason for the season! Christmas is my favorite time of year. And while I love to get presents for Christmas, it means much more than that. I look forward to Christmas all year long. Honorable Mention A Home for Frosty by Brandon Salcedo Windsor Landing Once upon a time there was a little girl named Ginger. One day she went outside Honest, Skillful and Experienced Dentistry DavidBoers.com David W. Boers, D.D.S., PA Gabriella Alford, DMD Accepting New Patients Most Insurances Accepted All forms of restorative & cosmetic procedures. Crown & Bridge • Veneers • Clear Braces Extractions • Root Canals • Partials & Dentures Introducing Fresh Face Skin Spa, TARA MAGEE, LE Offering you the best in Esthetician services • Botox • Facial Fillers • Dermalogica • Skin Medica • Pure Science • Microdermabrasion • Oxygen Infusion System For more information or to schedule an appointment, please contact us at 407-876-6708 in the snow, made a snowman and called it Frosty. A few days later, a magician walked past her house and left his hat on the snowman. The next day, Ginger went outside to see Frosty, but he was not there. She searched everywhere, but she could not find him. A few hours later, she went to look for Frosty again. She raced to her backyard and saw footprints leading to the shed. She slowly opened the old, creaky shed door and saw Frosty looking for a way out. The snowman turned around, jumped and ran into the house and upstairs to her room. He was running all around and started to melt. Ginger had to think fast so she brought supplies to keep her room very cold. She gathered snow from her backyard and found two old air conditioners in the garage. She also wanted to hide Frosty from her mom, because she knew her mom would get scared. It was hard hiding Frosty, because he always ran around the house! However, Mom did not notice him. She was too busy on Facebook, Snapchat and email. It was a few days before Christmas, and Ginger was excited. However, she was also nervous that her mother would discover her 1805 Maguire Road, Suite 159, Windermere, FL 34786 secret guest. She decided to move him to the attic, where he would be less obvious. Ginger began moving the air conditioners and snow up there. The next day, when she checked on Frosty, he was not there. She looked outside, in her room and underneath her bed. She looked everywhere! Then she heard a frightening scream and went downstairs. She saw Frosty in the pantry with her mom. “What is that thing?” her mom asked. “I can explain,” replied Ginger. She explained how she built Frosty, and he then came to life and ran into the house. “Why didn’t you tell me?” asked her mother. “Because I knew you would get scared,” Ginger said. “You know we cannot keep him forever,” her mother said. “I know,” Ginger said sadly. “Get some sleep,” her mom said. “We’ll think of a solution in the morning.” It was Christmas Eve, and everyone was sleeping except for Ginger and Frosty. “I can’t keep you forever, Frosty,” Ginger said. “I know,” Frosty said. “You can talk!” exclaimed Ginger. “Yes, yes I can,” Frosty said. “But why didn’t you tell me,” Ginger asked. “Because I knew you’d get scared,” Frosty said. Suddenly, they heard a deep voice bellow, “Ho! Ho! Ho!” “It is Santa Claus!” they screamed excitedly. They both raced down the stairs, flung open the front door, and saw Santa Claus on the rooftop. “What are you two doing up?” Santa asked. “We’re sorry, Santa,” Ginger said timidly. “But we have a problem, and we’re trying to think of a solution. “What is the matter?” Santa asked. “Since spring is coming in a few months, I will not be able to stay here,” Frosty said sadly. “I have to find a way to a cold place before I melt.” “Well,” Santa said, “I happen to live in a very cold place, and I can take you with me tonight!” “That is wonderful news!” Frosty said joyfully. Ginger looked very sad, but she was also happy for Frosty. Off Frosty went to find new adventures and places to explore, and what better place to live than the North Pole? Honorable Mention Christmas Joy by Madison Salgado Windermere Trails All the joys of the season. The sense of Christmas around the world. Happiness in all. Excitement for the holidays. The smell of pine needles. A star on top. Presents underneath. Hot cocoa burning my tongue. Marshmallows floating on top. Now calls my name. Rolling, building, sledding, tasting. The big guy who comes and wishes all good night. Out he goes. Lands with a thump. The joy of Christmas is around tonight. Honorable Mention Christmas Forgotten by Aliza Britton Windsor Landing It was a sad and gloomy time in New York City. There were no lights or decorations. The tree in Rockefeller Center was missing, and the stores were vacant. The ice skating rink was closed. And the people in the city were home, working. Even Santa’s elves could not fix the problem in the city. So, it was up to Santa to find four responsible helpers to get New York City looking and feeling like Christmas. A week later, in the North Pole, Santa had found four furry helpers. They were pups named Snowflake, Icicle, Ginger and Jingle. They loved Christmas. Snowflake had the idea of going to New York City and bringing a lot of presents to everyone. Jingle wanted to find and light the Christmas tree again. Ginger suggested reopening the ice skating rink. Icicle agreed to do all of those things. The pups wanted everyone to be happy, but they didn’t know how they would get there. “The sleigh!” Jingle said. They asked Mrs. Claus to give them a ride in the sleigh. “Yes, of course, since this is a very important trip,” she said. In the morning, Mrs. Claus started packing the bags and preparing the sleigh.
“I will get ready as fast as I can,” she said. The pups told her they would be waiting. They were wondering if they could really bring back Christmas to New York City. When they got to NYC, it looked like any ordinary city on any day. The pups looked at each other and knew it was going to be a big challenge to bring Christmas to the city. “OK, guys, let’s get started,” Icicle said. Snowflake had wrapped presents and was ready to start sneaking into houses to deliver them. Ginger went to the ice skating rink to find the Zamboni. She cleaned the ice. The ice was finally shiny, smooth and white. It was ready for skating. Jingle put up the colorful ornaments, beautiful stars, angels and lights on the tree. Jingle got scared because someone was watching her. Luckily, it was just Mrs. Claus. Icicle snuck into Carlos’ Bakery and baked delicious Christmas cookies for the whole city. After all of their work was done, New York City looked phenomenal. After a good night’s sleep, it was finally morning. The smell of freshly baked cookies was in the air. The pups could see through windows that kids and families were opening presents. Ice skaters were circling around the rink. The large tree at Rockefeller Center was shining brightly for all to see. The pups could hear laughing and cheering all over the city. “It sounds so nice,” Ginger said. “High-four!” Jingle said. “We did our job. We accomplished our Christmas mission in the city.” New York City celebrated Christmas, and there was a happily ever after. Honorable Mention A Christmas Surprise by Jessica Bravo Gotha Christmas day is probably my favorite time of year. I get to see my family members and loved ones. Unfortunately, this won’t be one those years for me. My husband of six years was deployed to Afghanistan eight months ago, and this year, I was told that he won’t be back until Jan. 18, 2017, meaning he will miss Christmas and New Year’s. Sure, this is very depressing for me and his family, too, but as long as he is looked at as a hero in our kids’ eyes, I will pull through. We have twins who are already 6 years old, and they look up to their father, saying www.SouthwestOrlandoBulletin.com x December 15, 2016 - January 4, 2017 x 39 how much of a hero he is to them and how much they miss him. What breaks my heart is that they always ask me if he is making the country proud, and I always respond with, “Of course!” Today was Christmas Eve, and I went out with my kids, shopping for last-minute gifts for the family when they come over tomorrow for our annual Christmas party. I was looking through the aisles when my little girl, Emily, pulled my hand to get my attention. “What is it, Emily?” I asked. She responded by pointing one of her little fingers at a sign that said: Santa Claus. “Do you want to go and see Santa?” I asked her. She nodded her head while jumping up and down in excitement. “Do you wan to go, too, Katherine?” I asked her twin sister. She replied in the same manner as her sister. “OK then, let’s go!” I said as we walked over to where Santa was and stood in line. The line was short, and the kids got more excited as we inched closer. “Now, what do you little girls want for Christmas?” Santa asked them as soon as they sat on his lap. “Daddy!” they said at the same time. Hearing that broke my heart, and it seemed to do the same to the people around us. “I want Daddy to come home from war,” Emily said. “He has been gone for so long, and I want him to come back home. Can you make that happen?” Katherine asked with her hands neatly placed on her lap. “Oh, well, I will try my best, OK?” Santa said flustered. I looked around and saw everyone with a sad face plastered on and pitying the girls. Every time I hear them ask when their father is coming home or whenever I hear them say they want their father to come back, I just want to break down and cry, but I know I have to be strong for them. “OK, girls, help mommy with the gifts,” I told them. As soon as I walked into the house from shopping, something felt very off. Our alarm system didn’t go off, and I remembered that I had put it on before we left the house. I put down the gifts and told the girls to go to their room. I grabbed the closest thing to CONTINUED ON PAGE 40 365193 Get Your Tickets Today! AMWAY CENTER JAN 12 – RINGLING.COM 16