PHS Press staff member
Once upon a time,
there was a little girl named Mindy. She had light blonde hair and chestnut
brown eyes. Her favorite color was mint blue, and she was a very sickly child.
She could never leave her house in Candetville for she was too weak. All Mindy
ever wanted was something… beautiful.
On Christmas Eve,
Mindy looked out her bedroom window that was covered in frost, and saw three
girls with blonde hair like Mindy’s, but brilliant blue eyes. Mindy opened her
window slightly and listened in on their conversation. The three girls were
talking about the new porcelain dolls with blonde hair and blue eyes at Mrs.
Marge’s Toy Shop. Oh, how Mindy wanted one of these! These porcelain dolls
sounded so… beautiful.
Mindy called her
parents to her bedroom and asked them if she may have a beautiful porcelain
doll like all the other girls. When her parents asked her why she wanted one
she said that she had never felt that way about anything and knew she must have
something beautiful forever. Alas, her parents said they couldn’t afford
anything at Mrs. Marge’s Toy Shop, for they were very poor. Mindy was
devastated when she heard she couldn’t have a porcelain doll, her parents then
left the room silently to let her rest.
Mindy lay back
down on her bed, shivering slightly. She slowly cried herself to sleep, but
then she had an idea. Santa Claus! She could write a letter to Santa Claus!
Slowly, she got out of bed and put on her robe. She walked over to her desk and
sat down. She lit the gas lamp and started to write a letter.
Dear Santa Claus,
I know it may be
a bit late, probably just 12:00 but I would like to ask for a porcelain doll.
Not just any porcelain doll, I would like one with blonde hair and blue eyes.
If you can’t manage this I understand. Oh, and don’t forget Mother’s ever so
good ginger banana cookies, and my goat Katie’s warm milk.
Love,
Mindy
She folded the
letter and creeped downstairs to the fireplace. Mindy placed the letter on the
fireplace along with some extra cookies and milk and went back to bed. “Hope
Mindy, just hope.” she told herself. The next day Mindy’s parents helped her
out of bed and down to the kitchen table. While walking past the fireplace she
saw some gifts under the tree but none that seemed to be a porcelain doll. Her
parents seated her in her chair and set out breakfast. Cranberry sauce and
pumpkin bread with a glass of warm goat milk, this was one of the most special
meals they ever got.
When they were
done Mindy got up and walked over to the Christmas tree. She sat down and
waited for her parents to hand her a gift. Suddenly there was a loud knock on
the door. Her mother ran to it and opened it quickly. “Mrs. Marge! How nice to
see you! Come in now before you catch your death of cold.” Mindy’s mother said.
Mrs. Marge entered with a small package, neatly wrapped in light blue paper and
topped with a chestnut bow. Mrs. Marge sat down on the sofa and welcomed a warm
cup of goat milk.
Slowly more
guests arrived: Mr. Gandy from next door, Mrs. and Mr. Casterben, Louise and
Malory the twins from down the street, and Mindy’s best friend Badger Ives.
Once everyone had goat milk and blankets the present opening began. Mindy’s
father was given a new plaid shirt from Mrs. Casterben, Mindy’s mother was
given a beautiful new shawl from Malory, and it went back and forth until it
came to Mindy’s gifts. Mindy got a pair if mittens from Badger, blue and red
hair ties from Mr. Gandy, and finally the gift from Mrs. Marge.
Mindy carefully
untied the bow and unwrapped the paper. Inside was a beautiful black box about
the size of her hand. She opened it and inside found a bar of chocolate. Mindy
thanked everyone for her gifts graciously while hiding her sadness. When all
the guests had left and said goodbye, and all the goat milk drunk Mindy sat by
the fire thinking. Then she spotted something in the corner of her eye.
A red box with a
blue bow propped behind the sofa, she crawled over to it and lifted the
tag.
“Dear Mindy,
Merry Christmas!
May you have the beautiful thing you wished for…”
Sincerely,
Mommy and Daddy
Mindy eagerly
opened the package. Once the paper was of there was a box coated with leather.
Labeled on it was: Mrs. Marge’s Toy Shop. Now Mindy was very excited, with her
fingers crossed she opened the box and found a gorgeous porcelain doll with
blonde hair and… brown eyes? Brown, why brown? Mindy’s parents walked into the
room at that time. “Why chestnut eyes mommy and daddy? Why not blue?” Mindy
asked.
“Mindy, your
brown eyes make you more beautiful that we could imagine. This doll doesn’t
need blue eyes to be beautiful and neither do you. You’re perfect they way you
are and we love you.” Mindy’s father replied. This brought tears to Mindy’s
eyes. She was beautiful. She hugged her doll tightly and said silently and
happily.
“Thank you, mommy
and daddy.”
THE END
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