A Letter to Santa
Last Christmas Madison brought her mother a letter to Santa Claus. In it she had written that she really didn’t need anything for Christmas, but she would like him to use the money inside to help buy presents for children who didn’t have much. She asked her mom to make sure that Santa got the letter and the enclosed plastic sandwich bag full of money. It was all of her savings—about $30. Her mom asked if she would like to keep a little of the money, since it was all she had. Madison started to take out a 10-dollar bill, but quickly returned it to the bag, saying she wouldn’t feel good about that.
About a week later, a box was left on her front porch. In the box was a beautiful handmade blanket. There was a letter telling Madison that she had helped others to remember the true meaning of Christmas. The letter said to always serve others and help those in need. The letter was signed “Mrs. Santa Claus.”
One of my sisters got sick and had to go to the doctor’s office. While she was gone, my other sisters and I made get-well posters and decorated her room. She was happy when she came back and saw what we had done.
See My Gospel Standards, Faith in God guidebook, back cover.
A Lesson from My Brother
A couple of days ago, our neighbors’ dog died. That day my little brother asked me to look at a letter he had written. It was a letter to our neighbors saying how sad he was that their dog had died. On the other side there was a picture of a dog barking. He was too shy to give it to them face to face, but he left it on their doorstep and rang the bell. I used to think I could only learn from people older than me. But that day I learned a lesson from my little brother.