1. BY LAURA. R.

2. Once upon a time…… This summer, one night I could not sleep, my grandmother told a story about a very poor village; the village had no money to celebrate Christmas and one day his Mayor decided he was not going to return Christmas.

3. The people was very sad but little by little they were getting the idea of not having Christmas.

4. Three years later, one day in Christmas came to the village a stranger man with a dog…

5. At that time my grandmother fell asleep and had to wake up to follow the story… The man went into the bar where the mayor was with his friends playing cards. The mayor invited him for a drink. The man began to speak: - “I have no fixed place to live, I go from town to town telling people that if Christmas celebrate not the same thing will happen to my people. My village by not celebrating Christmas became over time in an uninhabited village, everyone moved to other villages where did celebrate Christmas”. - “We not have enough money to decorate the village and prepare a dinner for all”, said the mayor. “The money isn´t necessary to celebrate Christmas just being together and sharing what you have”, said the man. The mayor held a meeting and told the people that they had food and so they celebrated Christmas. The holiday spirit came to their hearts.

6. The end