Christmas Stories E-Book

Editorial Alvi Books

• Herausgeber: Editorial Alvi Books
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

Do you like to writing and want to be published? Do you want your story to be part of a book and that your friends can buy it and see you become a writer? This was the tempting and very real offer that the authors of this work accepted to participate in the first literary contest of the Alive Planet publishing house. In this book, the finalists only had to write about "Christmas" in a contest that ended on December 20, 2013. Those Christmases that they once imagined or enjoyed when they were little, the memory of friends, of family, of our pets, of the anecdotes, of what we were, are and will be...

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Christmas Stories

Editorial Alvi Books, Ltd.

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© José Antonio Alías García

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© Editorial Alvi Books, Massanet de la Selva (Gerona) España, 2019

ISBN: 9798215173190

Translated by Andrea Gutiérrez

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

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My Christmas tree

Finalists

The Best Christmas Gift

The match

My dream

My Forgotten Christmas

Family Christmas

Santa Claus travels in a Gray Car

A Night in Bethlehem

The Uniped Child

Trip to Christmas

Embrace my soul

Sweet Christmas

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My Christmas tree

I want this Christmas, to be able to assemble a

tree inside my heart and hang gifts and ornaments

instead of spheres. The names of my dearest friends,

family, and people that I love, those who live far away

and those who live nearby, the old and the newest,

the ones I see every day and the ones  who i rarely

see, the ones I always remember and those that I

sometimes forget, those of the most difficult hours,

and those of the intensely happy hours!, those that

unintentionally hurt me, thoseI know deeply and those

that I know just a little, my humblefriends and my important

friends, those who taught me valuable lessons and those

who maybe learned a little something from me. I want

this tree to have deep and strong roots so that the names

of my friends, family, students and loved ones will

never be ripped from my heart. and its branches to extend

giant to hang new names that  come from all over to join

the existing ones. a tree of pleasant shade, so that our

friendship, love, trust and affection may be a moment

of rest in the daily struggle of life, I want the spirit of

Christmas to make each wish the most beautiful flower!

each tear a smile! each pain a bright star! And each

heart a sweet and tender hope of peace.

Sthepany

Finalists

The Best Christmas Gift

By Carla Saucedo

The match

By Franz Kafka

My dream

By Stefan Negraia

My Forgotten Christmas

Por Darío A. Tocci

Family Christmas

By Esther Sancho

Santa Claus travels in a Gray Car

By Francisco B. Sánchez Concepción

A Night in Bethlehem

Por Luis Vicente García Suárez

The Uniped Child

By N. Gómez

Trip to Christmas

By Yovana Gómez Domínguez

Embrace my soul

By Paco Morán

Sweet Christmas

by Crápulas aspirant

Finalist stories in the first annual winter literary contest about Christmas, organized by Editorial P laneta Alvi and officially ended on December 20, 2013.

The Best Christmas Gift

I remember a few years ago a friend gave me a medal of half a heart that we used to wear in honor of our infinite friendship, she passed away a few years later, I missed the medal which was crucial, for me, every Christmas and remember her ... one Christmas i was walking down the street, thinking exactly about her, suddenly a child approached me and offered me a hand extended, I extended and opened mine, I did and put on me the medal that my friend had given me, I wanted to thank the boy, but he only ran away.

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Carla Saucedo

The match

I

ordered my horse to be brought from the stable. The servant didn't understand my orders. So I went to the barn myself, I put the saddle on my horse, and I rode him. In the distance I heard the sound of a trumpet, and asked the servant what it meant. He did not know anything, he did not hear anything either. he stopped me in the gate and asked: "Where are you going  boss?" "I dont know," I said, "just out of here, just out of here, out of here, nothing else, it's the only way I can reach my goals." "So you know your goal?" He asked. "Yes," I replied, "I just told you, getting out of here, behind that star, that's my goal."

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Franz Kafka

My dream

Christmas has arrived as always, and I hope this year will be different.

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I'VE GROWN A BIT MORE, I'm almost eight years old now, and I think I'm ready to have my own adventure.

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I ALWAYS HAD TO SEE how the other children came to sing Christmas carols to my house. For years I've been envious of them, and I wanted to be big like them. I have been preparing myself and now I know lots of carols. today im going to recover all these lost years, and I will take revenge, since they never wanted to take me. They always put the same excuse, that I'm too small and I cant sing.

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THESE DAYS I HAVE BEEN forming my own group, they are my two neighbors who are almost 7 years old. As I am the oldest I will be the leader, I will hold the responsibility to keep the bag with the things that we will receive.

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ONCE THE THREE OF US met, we started singing the first carols in our parents houses. They, as we expected, had rewarded us with a large bill, I think it is very valuable.

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WE LEFT HAPPY AND EAGER to release ourselves in the other houses. We finished our building and almost no one opened the doors, I didn't understand why, if it is already 9 o'clock in the morning, at this time I doubt they are sleeping, no, not that, why would they to it if its Christmas.

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WE DIDN'T COME DOWN for this nonsense and we continued with the next building, and once we entered we realized that there was another group that was also singing Christmas carols. That was a big problem, it was the big kids that I wanted to retaliate, so it occurred to me to go up to the top floor and start from there.

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MY PLAN WAS A HIT AND we managed to sing in many more doors than them, so we came out winners.

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THE ADVENTURE WOULD have continued all day, but my mom just woke me up.

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Stefan Negraia

My Forgotten Christmas

Today I turned sixty-one years old as I always say, at the beginning of the end, to be misterious, that is, I turn sixty-one on December 1st, if you dont understand, think and take it out, but that doesn't matter. truth is the holidays are coming and the truth is, they bother me. I no longer celebrate, first for a health issue and then for my own conviction.

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PEOPLE NO LONGER BELIEVE in Christmas. I see those gargantuan foods and those expensive gifts, toys and so on. The first mistake is that in Christmas, clothing is given if they want to; The Christmas tree belongs to another Christian belief, the protestant and if you are a Catholic, the only thing you should have is a manger.

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I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS a child and I still believed, no, sorry, i looked and felt it, in Christmas people were imbued with that spirit, they would go and greet their neighbors, even those who they had problems with or had quarreled. For two days in a year they were friends again and in January they would start again. It was funny to see that continuous circle, the gigantic meals were for large families with a large number of family members invited.

My father had a restaurant and every year he would make something different for us, although he liked piglets. To me, when he would make a plate of fish, calamareti, whitebait, mussels and so on, a certain Christmas spirit would take over me.

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MY FATHER WAS, OR CLAIMED to be, a  Catholic Apostolic Roman, therefore we would always thank God for food and for life and he well knew that he owed it to him for more than one reason. It was important to him and that spirit was transmitted.

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MY MOTHER, ON THE OTHER hand, wanted us to start dinner at twelve, while my father, having worked since six in the morning, liked to start earlier and then toast and go to sleep, which he really deserved.

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AT THAT TIME I DID not realize, it would be because of the nerves and the joy, of those days, that I got a  strange feeling like when you want to sneeze and you can't and you have that feeling that you want to do something but you are so tense you can't, maybe that made me not realize during the first years that that was every year's discussion , we know that the parties all start well and almost all end in discussion; It is typical and it can be said that even traditional, it is not like the cliché where the Americans put a family smiling and eating turkey, but what starts with a celebration ends with everyone angry.