DAD’S FIRST CLASS CHRISTMAS – Entry in Susanna L. Hill’s 4th Annual Holiday Contest

12 Dec

 

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The Contest:  Write a children’s story (children here defined as approximately age 12 and under) in which wild weather impacts the holidays!  Your story may be poetry or prose, silly or serious or sweet, religious or not, based on Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa or whatever you celebrate, but is not to exceed 350 words.

 

Here’s my holiday entry:

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DAD’S FIRST CLASS CHRISTMAS

It was Christmas Eve and we were taking our first ever family vacation. Disney, here we come!

Figures. The Blizzard of the Century blew in that morning.

Dad made sure we left for the airport hours early, but now the dashboard clock ticked down the minutes till our six o’clock flight. The highway was a sheet of ice. We eyed the airport from a distance, and could have walked faster than the cars crawled.

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Mazie kept repeating, “Please let us make it, Lord. Please let us make it.” Each hot whisper whirled wild crystallized patterns on her window.

“Will we make it?” Mom asked.

Fisher snoozed in his car seat. That was good because Dad was nervous navigating through a gazillion snow flakes. But he still managed to sing carols the loudest.

We finally pulled in at 6:44. Wet, white freezingness smacked our droopy faces and whipped our suitcases. “Cheer up,” Dad hollered over the storm, “I’ll bet it’s just delayed.”

Our plane was gone. But there was Dad, in his ‘lucky’ (old and ugly) Santa hat, ho, ho, ho’ing from the long ticket line. Leave it to him to be jolly when our vacation was slipping away.

Dad high-fived me, hugged Mazie, and said, “Great news! We’re on Standby for the last flight tonight!” They’ll have five empty seats on Christmas Eve…sure.

Fisher cried himself blue, Mazie kept praying, and Dad and I were thumb-wrestling when they finally called our name, “Four tickets.”

“We need five!” Mazie, Mom, and I cried.

Dad pushed us to board. “Till tomorrow… Merry Christmas. I love you.”

On the plane, Mazie, and I joined Fisher in crying ourselves colors. Disney without Dad?

Just as the engines revved, Dad strutted down the isle.  He made it! But then he kissed us, and said, “I’ve gotta go.”

“NO!” my sister and I cried.

“They let you board. You can’t leave now!” sobbed Mom.

Dad turned with a devilish grin and said, “Got lucky. I’m flyin’ first-class!” Then a curtain swished behind him.

Merry Christmas, Dad. You deserve it.

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Head on over to Susanna’s blog to read the other entries here!

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31 Responses to “DAD’S FIRST CLASS CHRISTMAS – Entry in Susanna L. Hill’s 4th Annual Holiday Contest”

  1. Catherine Johnson December 12, 2014 at 2:43 pm #

    Oh how funny! What a nice dad who gets a treat in the end.

    • Donna L. Sadd December 12, 2014 at 3:03 pm #

      Thanks, Catherine. Happy Holidays to you and yours! :0)> (that’s a Santa smiley!)

    • Catherine Johnson December 13, 2014 at 7:34 am #

      Oh clever! Happy Holidays to you and yours too!

  2. Lynn A. Davidson December 12, 2014 at 2:47 pm #

    haha love the image. This is a great story. 🙂

    • Donna L. Sadd December 12, 2014 at 3:07 pm #

      Thanks Lynn; your little mouse story made me a bit weepy. Great job! Happy Holidays to you and yours! :0)>

  3. Aria Glazki December 12, 2014 at 3:00 pm #

    So cute, Donna! Glad to see your writing posted again 🙂

    • Donna L. Sadd December 12, 2014 at 3:09 pm #

      Thanks, Aria. Now that ‘the year of classes’ is coming to an end, hopefully more writing will appear on my blog again. Happy Holidays to you and yours!

    • Aria Glazki December 12, 2014 at 3:19 pm #

      And to you and yours!! I still can’t believe we’re in the holiday season — I’m so behind haha.

    • Donna L. Sadd December 12, 2014 at 3:22 pm #

      You and me both, Girl!

  4. teresarobeson December 12, 2014 at 5:08 pm #

    Dad totally deserved First Class after getting everyone to the airport and keeping a cheerful face! What a guy!

  5. Robyn Campbell December 12, 2014 at 5:28 pm #

    Hahahaha. Your story made me giggle, Donna. That ending was the absolute best, my friend. Love that dad. What a guy.

  6. Mishka Jaeger December 12, 2014 at 11:32 pm #

    HI-LARIOUS! I love this story! Is it true? Way to go, dad! However as a mom of two under 4, I have to feel a little twinge for your mom right then. haha! Have a great Christmas!

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:37 pm #

      Mishka, don’t tell anyone…it is a true story and my mom turned colors too…a DEEP green! Merry, merry Christmas!

  7. lindaschueler December 13, 2014 at 6:44 am #

    That’s great! I’m glad dad got first class treatment for his sacrifice.

  8. elainekielykearns December 13, 2014 at 6:31 pm #

    What a great story, Donna!! Lots of luck to you!!!

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 4:27 pm #

      Thanks, Elaine! Happy Holidays! (that’s my Santa smiley face ;0)

  9. Carrie Charley Brown December 14, 2014 at 12:43 am #

    So glad that sweet ‘ole Dad got what he deserved. 🙂 What a joyful guy! The power of positive thoughts is priceless!

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:13 pm #

      Ain’t that the truth, Carrie! Thanks so much for popping over and Happy Holidays!

  10. Sylvia Liu December 14, 2014 at 10:03 am #

    Fun story, Donna. Glad the nice guy finished well.

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:25 pm #

      Nice guys should always finish well…and if they hang in with a smile and a song, they usually do! I’m happy that you dropped in, Sylvia. Happy Holidays!

  11. Patricia Tilton December 14, 2014 at 1:45 pm #

    Dad worked his magic. He totally deserved first class. Fun and very real story.

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:28 pm #

      Why thank you, Patricia. Psssst, it was true. Happy Holidays, Gal!

  12. Susanna Leonard Hill December 14, 2014 at 3:29 pm #

    This is wonderful, Donna! Not only did you manage an entry at the almost last minute in spite of your other commitments, you wrote a great story! I love Dad’s determined optimism and cheerfulness! Your writing is beautiful with “Each hot whisper whirled wild crystallized patterns on her window” and I love how your MC joined in with her siblings “crying themselves colors”! I’m glad it all worked out happily! Thanks so much for joining in the holiday fun! 🙂

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:09 pm #

      Oh, thank you, Susanna! Your idea seriously got me through two very hard tests. I was so mentally involved in weaving the story, everything else became a memory. WHEW! Thanks so much for taking the time to urge me on; you said something perfect just at the perfect time. Smoochies and a Happy, Healthy Holiday to you and yours!

  13. Ariel Bernstein December 14, 2014 at 9:44 pm #

    Ha! Good for Dad! I loved the way this story turned out & that photo is perfect!

    • Donna L. Sadd December 15, 2014 at 5:57 pm #

      Thanks, Ariel! Your story was powerful indeed. Molly finally got it in the end, thank Goodness. Enjoy a wonderful holiday!

  14. Christie Allred December 15, 2014 at 5:22 pm #

    I agree – Dad deserved it! 🙂 Good luck!

  15. sherry fundin December 19, 2014 at 10:17 am #

    That is fantastic Donna. I laughed and may have had something in my eye at the same time. LOL

    • Donna L. Sadd December 22, 2014 at 11:38 am #

      That went right over my head, Sherry. Wha?

  16. sherry fundin December 22, 2014 at 6:55 pm #

    I laughed and even had a couple of tears in my eyes. ^_^

    • Donna L. Sadd December 23, 2014 at 2:03 pm #

      Ah, I get it now. Happy, Merry Holidays!

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