Christmas Stories for Children

Please forward this error screen to christmas Stories for Children-1601539665. Do you live in the Nicest Place in America? It’s a perfect time to read about how other families experience the joy of the season. A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.

I knew I was not supposed to be quite so excited. I was too old for that. I had to keep my cool. I was in middle school after all. But every chance I got, when I was alone, I checked each present under the tree. I read every tag and felt every package, guessing at the contents within. I had examined each gift so often that I could tell which present went to which person without even looking at the tags.

It had been a tough year for my family. There won’t be as much for Christmas this year. Christmas had traditionally been a time for my parents to spoil us. In years past, the presents would pile up and spill out from under the tree, taking over the living room. On Christmas morning, we eagerly waited in the hallway until Dad told us everything was ready. We rushed into the living room and let the wrapping paper fly. We made weak attempts to wait and watch while other family members opened their presents, but as the time passed we lost our self-control.

Mom as she handed me a package. Having spent so much time examining the presents before Christmas, I recognized this one. I was stopped by my mother’s eager, joyful look—a look I could not really understand. Let’s see what it is, honey.

Though this may seem but a simple gift, to me it was so much more. Being an eleven-year-old girl, I was stunned. In my world, where receiving outweighed giving by light years, my mom’s act of selflessness was incomprehensible. From the book Chicken Soup for the Soul: It’s Christmas! Enter the characters you see below Sorry, we just need to make sure you’re not a robot. Parenting tips, answers, and ideas for every age and stage of your child’s life.