It was a freezing winter's day at the North Pole. Santa was checking his list for the second time; the elves were loading up the toys in Santa's sack for the wonderful children around the world.
It was five days before Christmas. Everybody at the North Pole was silent when a very loud boom happened. The doors of Santa's workshop had very quickly slammed opened. A tiny elf named Pete stepped in. In fact, he was the smallest elf ever. He was half the size of the biggest elf, who was 2 feet tall. "Get out of here!" yelled the security elves. "You're not an elf. You don't have pointy ears like the others." Then they grabbed him and shoved him out the door.
Weather drawing by Brenna Schloemer of Mrs. Stolski's fourth-grade class at Baxter Elementary School.
"Click!" went the door, three seconds after it slammed shut. "No, no! I'm supposed to be in there and now I'm stuck out here," Pete said sadly. Then he grabbed his bag of things and very droopily walked out into a winter wonderland.
He was very mad and sad. The elves said he was not an elf when he was. He found a cave, walked in and slowly fell asleep.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Get away, get away!" Pete screamed like he never did before. He ran out of the cave and hid behind a tree. "Sorry to frighten you, but have you seen Santa? I want to tell him what I want for Christmas," said a big buff polar bear. Pete said, "I have seen him before, but not recently."
The polar bear left and Pete traveled on. He walked and walked and walked until he ran into a bunny. Pete asked the bunny, "Do you think I am an elf?" "Well of course. Do you not think that," asked the bunny back. "The other elves say I'm not an elf when I am and that upsets me. But think I am an elf," Pete said sadly. "Well, if you need anything come to me," the bunny said and then hopped away.
Pete kept on traveling until he ran into a man that had pink cheeks, rose colored nose, wore a red and black suit and was very large. That man was Santa Claus. "Santa, Santa! Do you think I am an elf? Because the other elves say I am not!" Pete said excitedly. "Ho, ho, ho. Yes, you are an elf and the best elf I can get and don't listen to the other elves. Listen to your heart, Pete. Hop in the sleigh and let's go to my workshop," Santa said. They hopped in the sleigh and left.
"Let's go, let's go. I need to leave in 10 minutes to deliver toys. Elvis the elf, feed the reindeer and count them up because Comet always runs off. All the other elves - in the workshop," Santa said in a hurry.
When they got to the workshop Santa explained that you don't need pointy ears to be an elf; it's about what's inside, what's in your heart that makes you an elf.
So, this Christmas, you just might get a present made by Pete.
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