Okay, let me say it like it is. My brother is crazy! Every Christmas, we both have been looking forward to Santa Claus would come and give us a little gift every day. Of course it will be a bigger gift on the Sunday in Advent, and a even bigger gift Christmas Eve. But this year, my brother tries to convince me that it’s just mom and, dad who plays Santa Claus. But I don’t believe him. Every year in December, my mother makes a rice budding. She told us that there were some small people on the sits. These people are called Elf´s, they are like Santa Claus' children. Me and mom went up to the sit with the big plate with the rice budding and placed it in the corner. Then we walked down.
The next morning my mom shouts for me. “Wake up wake up [NAVN A] the Elf´s have been here. Almost all the rice pudding has been eaten up” I hurried up, took some clothes on, and run up on the stairs to the sit. The plate was empty and there was a letter address to me.
The letter said: “Dear [NAVN A] thanks for the rice budding, it tasted great! Maybe you could add some almonds next time. Ass you always are so nice we have decided to give a big gift. As we are so small Santa Claus will bring it to you on Christmas Eve.
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