Christmas preparations had been going on all week. I was proud of the job we had done on the Christmas tree, festooned with colour and flashing lights.
Underneath we had laid our gifts but there was one gift that caught my eye.
It was wrapped in the most beautiful of wrap, shining and sparkly and looking magnificent in its own way.
The issue was I couldn’t tell who it was from nor identify easily who it was for.
It sat among our many gifts to each other with the gift tag saying: “The naughtiest person”.
Suddenly my household was thrown into confusion as we all tried to ascertain which of us was the naughtiest.
There was a convincing argument for all of us qualifying as the potential naughtiest.
The kids being kids was argument enough for them, my wife for stuffing up the Christmas pudding, and turning it into a sickly excuse for a pudding and me of course for when I’d come home from a fishing trip and announced my impressive catch only to have all my bravado overturned when a piece of newspaper from the fish shop was discovered still stuck on the side of the fish. I was sure I’d removed it all.
Christmas morning arrived and gifts were exchanged and opened till only the mysterious gift was felt under the tree.
As we all qualified for the naughtiest person we decided to flip heads or tails to see who would open it.
My wife won, much to the disappointment of the kids and so the present was opened.
Inside was a card that read: “As the recipient of this card, keep it close to you all year as a reminder to be good for next Christmas. In the meantime rub the card with your thumb and index finger and see what happens.”
She rubbed the card and then a flash of light lit the room and we were surrounded by the biggest food hamper I had ever seen. Another card attached to the food read: “Distribute to the poor.”
What a wonderful way to spend our Christmas afternoon we thought as we packed the food into the car and headed for the town hall where the local charities were preparing for the evening Christmas dinner for those in need and alone.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/12/24/tale-weaver-gift-december-24th/
Morpethroad 
Love it!
Thanks Di
I wish this were true!🎄
Yes be nice wouldn’t it.
Merry Christmas to you.
A fantastic story Michael.
Wonderful! Kind of goes along with a news article I read this morning of a family that ended up adopting all six siblings in addition to their own four!
Our local grocery stores have a way to contribute to the local neighborhood. Along with your groceries you can purchase a ticket that is equal to a bag of groceries that will be gifted to one of the Charites that helps distribute food to those in need.
Brilliant story, Michael!!