Word of The Day Challenge: SLEIGH

I was in the fourth grade I wrote a story about Christmas Trees.

I didn’t get a grade on it, what I got was a note to my Mom asking for her to come in for a parent/teacher conference.

My Mom signed it, ” At least you get paid for being around her. ”  Then she told my Dad what I wrote and he told my story to everyone at Christmas dinner that year and they loved it. Here is  roughly how the story went:

My story began in a haunted forest full of restless ghosts.

A long time ago, I wrote, people who lived near the haunted forest used to chop the heads off of the prettiest people in their village and they hung the heads from the trees.

The Ghosts liked the trees full of pretty severed heads so much that they would stay in the forest and sit around the trees and they didn’t feel like they had to go and haunt anyone’s houses.

It was considered a great honor to have your head chopped off and hung from the trees in the haunted forest.

Later, after all the pretty people ran away to live in a village where they didn’t have to worry about getting their heads cut off, the Villagers started to hang pretty little ornaments from the trees in the forest. Lucky for the Villagers the ghosts in the haunted forest liked this idea.

So from then on every winter people started to hang ornaments on their trees and that is why we have Christmas Trees now.

By Anita Godfrey

Age 10

December 1973