OH no, poor Rudolph has caught my horrible cold!
I was feeling poorly a couple of days ago and now it seems to be spreading around the North Pole. My poor reindeer pal has been feeling particularly rubbish the last couple of days.
He started sneezing when Mrs Claus and I went to visit all the reindeers at breakfast time yesterday and he hasn’t stopped since.
His usually bright and shining nose, which he proudly uses to guide my sleigh all over the world on Christmas Eve, is now just a dull glow and his large eyes look so sad. I do hope he starts to feel better soon and I really hope that he’s all better for next week because he’s so looking forward to our big Christmas Eve adventure.
Rudolph has been guiding my sleigh for so many years now and he is the only one that knows all the quickest routes and the best sights for us to fly over.
His favourites are the Statue of Liberty in New York, the Eiffel Tower in Paris and Meadowhall in Sheffield.
A long time ago, he used to be quite embarrassed about his bright red nose until he realised that the little differences between us all are the things that make each of us so special. Now he loves its distinctive colour. All of my reindeers are incredible creatures, but I must admit that Rudolph really is very special indeed. He is looking very sorry for himself at the moment, though all his reindeer friends are doing their very best to cheer him up. He’s tucked up in his stable all nice and warm and Mrs Claus has baked him some of her famous Reindeer porridge. It’s his absolute favourite and always makes him feel better, so fingers crossed it will do the trick. I’ve promised him he’ll be back to his old self in no time.
My friend really needs all of your best wishes little ones, so cross your fingers that he’s feeling all better really soon.
I’m going to go see my pal now with a big bowl of hot chocolate.
See you all in 6 sleeps...
Love, Santa xx
TUESDAY DECEMBER 18
WE’VE run out of wrapping paper - that’s never happened in the North Pole before!
Hello children, Davis here. As Head Elf, I can’t believe I’ve let this happen. Our team of Elves are wrapping every day in the run up to Christmas and I couldn’t believe my ears this morning when Head Wrapper Corky told me they were down to their last roll.
“We’ll have to go and get more,” I told him. “Luckily I know just the place.” I took Corky to the Wardrobe Room and quickly plucked out our disguises. “Here, put these on,” I said handing him an outfit.
He wrinkled his nose as he looked at the pile of clothing. “What’s this?”
“They’re called jeans. Don’t worry, where we’re going, everybody wears them.”
I explained the plan to Santa who told us to take Blitzen with us as he has the best sense of direction. Once we were saddled up and holding the reigns tightly, Santa sprinkled a little magical dust and Blitzen was off. Corky dug his hands into me as Blitzen climbed higher; I don’t think he’d ever flown before.
“We’ll be there soon,” I told him reassuringly.
“Wh-where are we going?” he shouted over the noise of the wind.
“Sheffield,” I shouted back. 20 minutes later, we landed outside Sheffield Cathedral. We left Blitzen there and ran across the tram tracks onto Fargate. “Quickly, let’s get the wrapping paper and get back,” I said. but Corky was too distracted by everything going on around him
“What’s that?” he pointed.
“It’s a Morroccan market,” I told him. “It’s here selling gifts for Christmas.” I took his hand and we hurried down past a number of shops until we came to the one we needed. “Here we are,” I said.
Corky looked up at the sign. “Clintons?”
I nodded. “They have everything we need, grab as many rolls as you can carry and let’s get back to Blitzen.” At the till I dug into my pocket for the precious sheets of money that Mrs Claus had given to me. We were hurrying back towards Blitzen when I heard Corky cry out.
“Look!” he pointed. “Hot chocolate!”
I sighed. “Okay, but let’s be quick.” We nipped into Starbucks and ordered two hot chocolates to go, with cream and marshmallows, which we drank on the way home. It was delicious.
Santa smiled with relief when he saw us return with all the wrapping paper: “Good job,” he told us. “How was it?”
“Oh you know, all in a day’s work Santa,” said Corky, licking the cream off his fingers.
MONDAY DECEMBER 17
HO ho ho! Just one week to go! I’m getting very excited for my big adventure now.
Mrs Claus has even made me a brand new red suit to wear this Christmas Eve. It’s bright red - of course - with lovely white fur trim and a black belt with a big gold buckle on it. The problem is that when I tried it on a couple of days ago, it was a little too small.
She made it the exact same size as last year’s suit but I’ve obviously been eating too much cake and drinking too much hot chocolate since then. The gold buttons on the front popped right off as soon as I fastened them.
The lovely Mrs Claus can be very strict when she wants to be and she insists that I fit into my suit by Christmas Eve or, she says, I won’t be able to get down all your chimneys. So now I’m on a diet. When the elves are busy tucking into their afternoon cake and cookies, I’m only allowed carrot sticks. I feel like a reindeer!
I just keep telling myself that if I’m good for the next week, I’ll have all those delicious treats that you leave out for me on Christmas Eve to look forward to. Ooh lots of lovely mince pies, chocolate biscuits and glasses of milk. Until then, the only treat I get is low fat hot chocolate at bedtime. And just one marshmallow!
I’m really looking forward to coming back to South Yorkshire this year, my little friends, it’s one of my favourite parts of the world. Rudolph always makes sure we fly over Meadowhall on our visit as he likes to see it all lit up. We’ve heard that the cookies they sell there are almost as good as the ones at the North Pole. Dancer and Prancer like to fly over the Sheffield Peace Gardens and Vixen likes hearing the bells at Sheffield Cathedral. My reindeers have been watching the Olympics all summer too and I think Cupid is hoping to catch a glimpse of Jessica Ennis as we fly over.
I hope all your Christmas preparations are going well little ones.
See you all in 8 sleeps...
Love Santa x
SATURDAY DECEMBER 15
HI boys and girls, Ollie here - one of Santa’s smallest Elves.
THIS week I’ve been trying to decide what I can get Santa for Christmas. I haven’t known him as long as some of the other Elves, who all seem to think of really great presents, so I’ve been trying to think of something extra special.
Did you hear that poor Santa has got a cold this week? I do feel sorry for him - his nose is as red as Rudolph’s!
“Here’s some hot tea and biscuits to make you feel better Santa,” I said, bringing him a tray; that gave me a thought. Maybe I could get him a new mug?
“Ah thank you Ollie, that’s very thoughtful,” he said. Santa took a sip of tea, then picked some letters up off his desk. “I just need to drop these in the post-”
“I’ll do that, you rest,” I insisted, taking the letters from him. That gave me another idea. Maybe I could build a robot to assist Santa! That would be a great present, wouldn’t it?’
Later I found Santa sat shivering by the fire in his armchair so I took off my scarf. “Here you go Santa, this will help keep you warm,” I said, wrapping it around his neck.
“Oh thank you Ollie, that does feels better,” he said.
Maybe a new scarf? I shook my head miserably, nothing seemed special enough. “Santa, can I ask you something?”
“Of course Ollie.”
“I want to give you a great Christmas present, but nothing I can think of is special enough,” I said sadly.
Santa smiled. “Ollie, you’ve already given me the best Christmas present I could get, don’t you know?”
My mouth dropped open in surprise. “I have?”
I felt very silly indeed that I’d given Santa a present I couldn’t even remember. “What-what...was it?” I asked
He smiled again. “Because of your thoughtfulness today, making me tea, bringing my biscuits, running errands for me and lending me your scarf, I’m feeling much better.
“Your kind actions are the best present I could get because they come straight from your heart. Thank you Ollie.”
I felt the proud smile spread across my face. “You’re welcome Santa.”
Christmas is a time to do nice things for others. Try doing something nice for the people you love.
Love Ollie x
FRIDAY DECEMBER 14
Hello children, Davis the head elf here. What a disaster we’ve been having today!
Eleven days until Christmas and Santa manages to lose the only copy we have of the ‘Naughty and Nice’ list.
He was checking it this morning, when he accidentally deleted it from the Notes app of his iPad – Santa may be thousands of years old, but he loves technology.
He was so annoyed with himself when he realised what he’d done.
It takes Santa all year long and lots of research to put the list together. We’d never be able to make a new one in time.
“We have to fix this,” he said to me. “How can we possibly plan all the presents if we don’t know who is naughty and who is nice?”
Luckily one of our elves, Whizz, is a computer genius.
“Leave it with me Santa and don’t worry,” Whizz said. “I’ll get the list back, somehow.”
Of course Santa was still worried, but we left the iPad with Whizz.
Sure enough, half an hour later Whizz came back, holding the iPad – and the list.
Santa said: “Oh Whizz, you really are a computer genius, well done.”
Whizz blushed. “Thanks Santa,” he said. “But it didn’t have too much to do with my technical skills.”
Whizz held out his hand which still had a little magical reindeer dust on it – the same stuff that makes Santa’s sleigh fly on Christmas Eve.
Whizz said: “I wasn’t having any luck getting the list back, so I snuck down to the reindeer stables.
I took some of the magical reindeer dust from a barrel, sprinkled it on the iPad, closed my eyes and made a Christmas wish.”
I laughed as I scrolled down the list which had magically popped back up on the screen – it was all there.
Santa patted Whizz on the head, who blushed the same colour as his bright red top, and told him he was really very clever indeed.
Phew! Must get back to work.
THURSDAY DECEMBER 13
WELL, I bet you’re not surprised to hear we love Christmas carols at the North Pole, are you boys and girls?
We play them all day, every day – and after hundreds of years listening to them we know every word.
Santa and I were saying how lovely it would be to hear something new and that gave some of the elves the idea of writing a new Christmas song.
They worked on it all afternoon while they were making toys and then, after supper, performed it.
Now, I should explain elves don’t sing very well, though they do whistle beautifully, so they decided what they would actually write, would be a Christmas rap.
They did look very funny indeed, dancing around our living room like Jay-Z in their red and green outfits with little baseball caps pulled down over their ears.
Davis, our head elf, started it off, sliding across the floor on his knees and pouting: “We are Santa’s elves and this is what we know.
“We live at Santa’s workshop which is hidden in the snow (yo yo)”
Then Frankie continued: “Our job is making toys for all the boys and girls.
“Then Santa and his reindeer fly them off around the world.”
Ollie rapped: “We love to drink hot chocolate, loaded with marshmallows.
“And eat pancakes for breakfast, it makes us jolly fellows.”
Davis continued: “The reindeers are our best pals, Santa and Mrs Claus too.
“Our home here is so beautiful – you should see our view.”
All three of them began breakdancing then, waving their arms over their heads while I clapped and Santa chuckled.
Frankie: “We hope your Christmas is ace, filled with festive cheer.”
Ollie: “And lots of toys and food and love.”
All three: “And a very happy new year!”
What clever elves! Do you think you could write a Christmas song? Why not have a go?
You could even film yourself singing it and make your own music video!
Love Mrs Claus
WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 12
HO HO ho little ones! Are you getting excited about Christmas yet? We certainly are!
Though we did wake up to a bit of a problem in the North Pole this morning.
Obviously it snows here every day, which looks beautiful, but it does make it very cold.
That’s never usually a problem because our heating system keeps us warm, but this morning we woke up to find icicles hanging from the bottoms of our beds – the heating had broken.
I pulled on my dressing gown and went to find Davis, my head elf, to find out what the problem was. Poor Davis’ lips had turned blue and his teeth were chattering from the cold.
He asked me: “What are we going to do? It’s so cold, we can’t possibly work in this temperature and it won’t be fixed until this afternoon.”
But I had a great idea. “Go and tell all the elves to dress up warm and we’ll meet in the reindeers’ stable in 30 minutes,” I told him.
By the time the freezing elves arrived in the stable half an hour later, Mrs Claus and I had got a big fire going and had spread cushions and blankets out everywhere.
“We’re going to take the morning off for a duvet party,” I said. “We’ll sing songs, tell stories and watch our favourite Christmas films in front of the nice warm fire until the heating is fixed.”
Mrs Claus passed around cups of hot chocolate and then pulled out an enormous bag.
“You can’t have a duvet party without some marshmallows to toast,” she told the elves, as they each grabbed a stick and stuck the marshmallows on the end.
What a lovely day we ended up having!
Have you ever had a duvet party? Why not try one?
Bring all your blankets and pillows downstairs, wrap up in some festive pyjamas, put a Christmas film on and buy some delicious snacks to eat.
Love, Santa x
TUESDAY DECEMBER 11
Hello there small folks. My name is Davis and I’m Santa’s Head Elf.
I’ve been Head Elf at Santa’s Workship for 622 years, so I’m still quite new to the job really. I’m so proud of the work we do here and I absolutely love Santa. December is my favourite time of year at Santa’s workshop. We’ve all been working so hard for the past couple of months, trying to get everything ready for our 5pm deadline on Christmas Eve. Every year I think ‘I don’t know how we’re possibly going to finish all these presents in time’ but we always, always do. There was that one close call back in 1215, when the presents weren’t finished until five past seven, but that was before my time.
Presents have changed a lot in the last hundred years or so. Back in 1912, the most popular toy we made was a wooden doll. Well toys just get better and better every year and this year, all the Elves love the new Nerf Gun. Ooh, and the Furby Doll!
This morning, while we were busy building the Nerf Guns, one of our mischevious Elves, Frankie, thought it would be funny to fire one of the foam bullets at Santa. Everybody wanted to laugh but we waited to see what Santa would say. He looked around, all surprised for a moment, then picked up another Nerf and fired back at Frankie. Well, that was it! We all grabbed the nearest Nerfs and started shooting pieces of foam all over Santa’s workshop until we were all laughing so hard that Mrs Claus came out to see what was going on. She told us to pick up all the orange pieces of foam immediately before someone slipped on them and then went back into her kitchen. We all stood quietly for a moment, watching to see what Santa would say, but he just gave one of his famous winks and laughed as he put the Nerf Gun back down.
I do love working in Santa’s workshop - there’s never a dull day.
Ooh it’s time for our third cake break of the day, so I’d better go. Hope you’re all having fun getting ready for Christmas small folks.
I may be small but I’m sending you big Christmas hugs!
Davis - H.E (Head Elf) x
MONDAY DECEMBER 10
Hello children - Mrs Claus here.
Goodness me, what a morning it’s been here at The North Pole! I decided I wanted to tell you all about it. It started off quite normally with me baking Santa and the Elves a big chocolate cake for breakfast. Chocolate is Santa’s favourite, mine too, so I made lots of warm custard and we all sat and ate together in the big dining room - yum yum.
Not long after we’d started work for the day, making lots of lovely toys, Ollie - one of the very littlest Elves - came to me and said that he’d really like to send Santa a Christmas card this year. ‘What a good idea,’ I thought. We don’t have a Clintons Cards in The North Pole and homemade cards are so much more personal, so I decided we should all make cards for Santa. I got lots of pairs of scissors, some pritt stick, stickers, jems and sheets of card, then - while Santa was out visiting the reindeers - we all set to work.Ollie drew a picture of Santa with a big round belly and an even bigger smile on his face. It did make me laugh! And our Head Elf Davis drew every single one of the reindeers - his card was the biggest one of all. Some of the others cut pretty Christmas pictures out of magazines, while others glued sequins to their cards, to look like big drops of snow. They all looked absolutely fantastic. Then we all wrote a few lines to Santa in our cards, wishing him a wonderful Christmas and telling him how much he means to us. When Santa came back a little later, he was so surprised! He sat in his big armchair and opened each card and his smile got bigger with every one. He was so pleased at the love and effort that had gone into them all. When they were all opened, I stood them up around our living room and it made the place look just lovely.
Why don’t you try making a homemade Christmas card for your mummys and daddys this year? You can cut Christmas pictures out of magazines, or even draw them yourself. Write a lovely poem inside and they’ll think it’s even better than the most expensive card you could buy in a shop. I promise.
Speak to you all soon, precious ones.
Love, Mrs Claus xx
SATURDAY DECEMBER 8
HO ho ho and a Merry Christmas to all the lovely children of South Yorkshire!
Now, some of you may know me as Father Christmas, or maybe I’m Saint Nicholas in your house? Well boys and girls, you can simply call me ‘Santa.’
I live in a wonderful place that you’ll never manage to find on any map because it’s hidden in a magical realm deep inside The North Pole. Have you heard of The North Pole? It’s been my home for thousands of years and I live there with my lovely wife, Mrs Claus, my friends the Elves and my faithful team of reindeers. We also have two snow dogs called Jess and Clyde and a pet hamster called Dinkus. We absolutely love it there, and what’s not to love? It snows every single day, our reindeers can fly with a twitch of their noses and we are start every morning off with a delicious mug of hot chocolate - with three marshmallows! Always with three marshmallows.
Now some of your mums and dads may not have even started thinking about Christmas yet, but here in the North Pole, our planning starts quite a bit earlier. After a couple of months off, where we have lots of snowball fights and read books infront of a roaring fire, we get down to work about March time and spend ten whole months making all the toys and gifts I will need to fill my magical sleigh on Christmas Eve. December is always the most eventful month by far in Santa’s workshop, you wouldn’t believe some of the stories I could tell you! Well, I’ve decided that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
I know how much people love to get a behind-the-scenes sneak peek, so this year I’m going to keep in touch with you all and let you know how we’re all getting on here at The North Pole as we count down to Christmas Day. Mrs Claus and the Elves might have a story or two to tell too.
There’s bound to be plenty of excitement - and probably an occasional disaster - but that’s just what makes my job so very interesting. Besides, a pinch of magical reindeer dust and a wiggle of my nose is usually enough to put things right again.
My lovely friends at The Star are going to print all my stories for you so stay tuned, won’t you?
Until next time my wee ones, be good.
I’ll see you all in 17 sleeps...