Book of Short Stories, By Fifth Grade Pupils

A Book Of Short Stories page 19

Riding on a Cloud

Beatrice Mace

One stormy December afternoon very near Christmas, I lay in bed ill.All of a sudden I saw a big cloud outside my window puffing away. It asked me if I wanted to pay Santa Claus a visit. I made haste getting on the cloud, and we floated along swiftly till we came to Santa's Ice Palace. There we saw many little elves working busily, and of course we saw Santa Claus and his wife, Mrs. Santa Claus. Now Mrs. Santa Claus was just bringing a lovely big dinner for Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus and myself, when she dropped the tray with a big "bang". But I awoke only to find my mother brining me my dinner. She had just dropped my glass of milk.

Beatrice Mace

School No. 26