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Blogmas Day 5 ๐ŸŽ…: A Christmas Miracle

*not based on my story*

I was sitting by the fire

with only one desire

To put up a star

on the front door.

It would perhaps, remove the bore.

I saved up money

and didn’t spend it on honey,

but it wasn’t enough,

and that was tough.

My friends had stars

on their front doors,

one even had fireflies in jars.

I walked outside,

towards the Southside.

And I saw an old man

And he began:

“A cup of tea would be great. I have no money, no, not even an eight!”

I felt bad,

he was sad.

I had a ten,

Then, I bought him his tea.

His eyes were filled with gratitude,

It changed my mood.

From sad to glad.

I didn’t need the star.

I helped a man, and that was far better than a star.

I went back home,

and guess what I found,

after going around the lawn?

A great big star!

My sister, Casttar

was so happy,

when I got it inside.

Perhaps, the old man was Jesus?

Perhaps, he sees us?

Watches our every good deed?

Did he see me help my friends in need?

This was a Christmas miracle!

It was mythical!

I think this poem worked out? I think? Also, I think it’s better if you read it out loud, then you may understand it. A bit more.

I need you to be very, very, very honest and answer this question:



Seriously, Grammarly, you need a new head (Wait, Grammarly never had a head ๐Ÿค).

oMg, wE aRe sO cLoSe tO a 100 fOlLoWs!!!!!!!

It’s 9:31 pm, currectly, I need to go to sleep. I’ve got offline classes tomorrow ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

Thnaks for visiting people!

Fun fact:

You didn’t notice I spelled ‘Thanks’ wrong. Unless you did ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿค

Posted in #blogmas, Imaginations

Blogmas Day 3: All The Reindeer Who Made Fun Of Rudolph ๐ŸฆŒ

Dแด€sสœแด‡ส€: Tสœแด‡ส€แด‡ ษขแดแด‡s Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ! Hแด‡ สŸแดแดแด‹s sแด า“แดœษดษดส! Wษชแด›สœ แด›สœแด€แด› ส™ส€ษชษขสœแด› ส€แด‡แด… ษดแดsแด‡! Exแด€แด„แด›สŸส สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ แด„สŸแดแดกษด!
Hแดษดแด‹, สœแดษดแด‹! Hแด€สœแด€! Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ ษชs สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ แด„สŸแดแดกษด! Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ ษชs สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ แด„สŸแดแดกษด! Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ ษชs สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ แด„สŸแดแดกษด!
Cแดแดแด‡ แดษด แด‡แด แด‡ส€สส™แดแด…ส! Lแด‡แด›’s แด˜สŸแด€ส sแดแดแด‡ ษขแด€แดแด‡s! Aษดแด… แด…แดษด’แด› แด„แด€สŸสŸ Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ! Lแด‡แด€แด แด‡ สœษชแด แด€สŸแดษดแด‡! I แดกแด€ษดแด› สœษชแด แด›แด า“แด‡แด‡สŸ สŸแด‡า“แด› แดแดœแด›!
Wสœแด€แด› ษชs ษชแด› Cแดแดแด‡แด›? Wแด‡ sสœแดแดœสŸแด… แด˜สŸแด€ส Rแด‡ษชษดแด…แด‡แด‡ส€ Tแด€ษข? Tสœแด€แด›’s แด€ ษขส€แด‡แด€แด› ษชแด…แด‡แด€!

๐š…๐š’๐šก๐šŽ๐š—: ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š๐šž๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š™๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šž๐šœ, ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข!

๐’ซ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ๐“‡: ๐’ช๐’ฝ ๐“Žโ„ฏ๐“ˆ! โ„’โ„ฏ๐“‰’๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐“…๐“๐’ถ๐“Ž๐’พ๐“ƒโ„Š!

~A few minutes later~

โ„๐•ฆ๐••๐• ๐•๐•ก๐•™: ๐•†๐•™ ๐”ป๐•’๐•ค๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ, ๐”ป๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–๐•ฃ, โ„™๐•ฃ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–๐•ฃ, ๐•๐•š๐•ฉ๐•–๐•Ÿ, โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•–๐•ฅ, โ„‚๐•ฆ๐•ก๐•š๐••, ๐”ป๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐”น๐•๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ซ๐•–๐•Ÿโ• โ„‚๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•€ ๐•›๐• ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•˜๐•’๐•ž๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•˜โ”

Dแด€sสœแด‡ส€: Hแดแด˜สœ! Gแด แด€แดกแด€ส, Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ แด›สœแด‡ แด„สŸแดแดกษด!

Rudolph sadly walks away…

One Christmas Eve, Santa Claus decided to pick the head of the reindeer. All the reindeer stood up straight. He walked past all the bold reindeer but his eye caught Rudolph.

๐™Ž๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–: ๐™ƒ๐™ข๐™ขโ€ฆ๐™๐™ช๐™™๐™ค๐™ก๐™ฅ๐™โ“ ๐™’๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™œ๐™ช๐™ž๐™™๐™š ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™ก๐™š๐™ž๐™œ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉโ“ ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™—๐™ง๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™„ ๐™—๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™šโœ๐™ก๐™ก ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™  ๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™š๐™ง ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š๐™จ ๐™›๐™–๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™งโ—

โ„๐•ฆ๐••๐• ๐•๐•ก๐•™: ๐•†๐•™ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•๐•ชโ” ๐•€ ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•๐• ๐•ง๐•– ๐•ฅ๐• , ๐•Š๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•’โ•

And they went that Christmas Eve, with Rudolph flying boldly, shining the path.

And when they were done, all the reindeer thought differently about Rudolph. The next day, on Christmas, they invited him to play with them.

Dแด€sสœแด‡ส€: Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ! Oสœ, Rแดœแด…แดสŸแด˜สœ! WแดแดœสŸแด… สแดแดœ สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด›แด แดŠแดษชษด แดœs แด›แดแด…แด€ส, ษชษด แดแดœส€ ษขแด€แดแด‡ แดา“ แด›แด€ษข?

โ„๐•ฆ๐••๐• ๐•๐•ก๐•™: ๐•๐•–๐•ค, ๐”ป๐•’๐•ค๐•™๐•–๐•ฃโ• ๐•€ ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•๐• ๐•ง๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•›๐• ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•๐•โ•

ะ’โทกliอฅแด›โทฎzeอคn: Woอฆoอฆ-ฬ„hอชoอฆoอฆ! Weอค’ฬll hอชaอฃvอฎeอค sอ›oอฆ mอซuองcอจhอช fuองn!

แถœแต˜แต–โฑแตˆโ ˜ สธแต‰หข!

All the reindeer now cared a lot about Rudolph. They realized that Rudolph was very fun! Dasher especially felt horrible for how he had treated Rudolph. Rudolph, being terribly nice, forgave Dasher and the other reindeer.