What’s Santa Doing Now?

Drawing, North Pole with a red sleigh, a house, A Christmas tree and a snowman. Caption reads: "What's Santa doing now?"

What’s Santa Doing Now? short story by Iris Carden

“Bed time,” Grandma said. “Grab a book. You can have one story before light’s out.”

“Can you tell me a story?” little Mimi said, and yawned.

Grandma tucked the little girl into her bed. “What kind of story do you want me to tell you?”

“Tell me what Santa’s doing right now?”

“OK, well, right now, Santa’s taken his boots off to rest his feet, and he’s having a mug of warm cocoa while he relaxes before going to bed.”

“Why is he doing that?”

“That’s what he always does before bed. He drinks his cocoa, wiggles his toes, and watches the fire in the fireplace. Sometimes he reads a book, or reads letters from children.”

“Do you think he got my letter?”

“Im sure he did.”

“What did he do today?”

“Well, it’s getting close to Christmas, so he will have decorated the big Christmas tree beside his house, and started loading the sleigh. He can put millions of toys in the magic bag on his sleigh, but he still has to load the toys in it. So that’s a big job in the weeks before Christmas. Sometimes he and the elves have a break from work and make a big snowman or play games, because they need a break from work.”

Mimi’s little eyes kept closing and she kept opening them again.

“Do you think I’ll ever go to the North Pole to visit him?” Mimi asked, yawning again.

“I’ll ask him,” Grandma said. Mimi didn’t hear her, because she was already asleep.

Grandma turned off the light, and went to another room, to make a phone call. “Hello Dad,” she said. “Little Mimi was asking about you again. Do you think we could visit after your Christmas rush?”

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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.


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