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Christmas collection by Margaret.Lenny Rebello.

Dated 13 september 2004.

Santa Claus is real. And this is his true story.

Born nearly 2000 years ago, not too long after the days that Jesus Christ walked the earth, Nicholas was born to

wealthy parents in a tiny village in the country we today call Turkey.

Though Nicholas was a child of privilege, he was raised a Christian and at a very young age was devoted to thefaith.

Nicholas' parents died while he was yet a boy. And not knowing what to do with himself or the fortune he

inherited, he turned to his Bible and read the words of admonishment that Christ gave to a wealthy man: "Sell all

thou hath and give it to the poor and follow me".

Nicholas went to his village priest, confessed his sins and expressed the desires of his heart. He wished to become

a priest.

Because he was an orphan, the priest took him in. And soon he found that Nicholas was no ordinary boy. Legend

tells the story of a young Nicholas visiting the Holy Land with his village priest. On the return voyage, overstormy waters, their ship was cast about and all aboard feared for their lives. Nicholas steadfastly prayed for the

safety of the passengers and crew. His faith astonished those with him as the storm passed and the waters calmed

The village priest was fond of Nicholas. But he knew Nicholas lacked the education and the credentials necessary

to become a priest. He would need a miracle if it was to happen. And a miracle is just what he got.

In the not too distant city of Myra, the Bishop of the church passed away. As the authorities of the church

assembled to consider his replacement, Nicholas was there. The man considered wisest amongst the authorities

had a dream and was visited by a heavenly messenger. He inquired of the angel "Who should the new Bishop be?

The angel said that if the gathered authorities would just wait by the door of the church they should select the firs

person named Nicholas to walk through the doors. The church authorities had their answer, and Nicholas had hismiracle and was named the youngest bishop of the church ever on record.

As a young Bishop, Nicholas was fearless in his defense of the faith. He became known as an outspoken caretake

of the people of his flock and as one very close to God, due to his faith. When the citizens of Myra came to him to

complain of a difficult tax burden, he approached the Emperor for relief. Constantine, who was not Christian and

who had previously cast Nicholas into prison for his vigorous public defense of Christianity, wrote a decree

lowering the tax due to Bishop Nicholas' pleas on behalf of the people.

Bishop Nicholas took the written decree and cast it upon the waters towards the city of Myra. Sometime later, the

finance ministers from Rome met with Constantine to change his mind about the tax. Constantine called Nicholas

before him and asked for the written decree back. When Nicholas declared that he had cast the decree upon thewater and that the change to the law had already taken affect, Constantine did not believe him. He sent a runner to

Myra who returned a few days later to confirm that all Nicholas had said was true.

Nicholas was beloved of the people of Myra for his kindness especially to children. One such deed became a

legend that has survived for centuries and is celebrated even now in a variety of cultures. In his town where he wa

Bishop, Nicholas once gave an anonymous gift to a man with three daughters. The family was destitute of means


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The custom of the time was that each daughter would need to be provided with a dowry in order to marry. Becaus

they were poor, the father of the three daughters was contemplating selling his children into slavery.

Nicholas heard of their plight and on a dark night soon after the eldest daughter came to marrying age, he tossed a

small bag of gold through an open window (and some say he tossed it down the chimney), sparing her a life of

misery.

As the second daughter came of age he repeated the deed, again doing so anonymously.

As the third daughter came of age the father waited up nights to catch the gift-giver in order to express his

gratitude. His persistence paid off as he caught Bishop Nicholas in the act.

This story is recounted in many lands, although some of the details change from one telling to another. Some say

was not bags of gold but rather balls of gold that Nicholas left. Some say he tossed them into the chimney where

they landed in the hanging stockings or the drying shoes of the unmarried girls. That is why some, to remember

this event,celebrate Christmas was an orange in the toe of a stocking.

Nicholas was known for many such deeds. Miracles were attributed to the Bishop of Myra because of his great

faith.

Some were individual stories, like the man with three daughters. Others were stories of Bishop Nicholas acting on

behalf of all the people. One very famous story had to do with a terrible season of famine in Myra. The drought

was so bad the people there were starting to go hungry.

Bishop Nicholas approached the captains of the ships ported in Myra, for he knew the ships contained grain

destined for faraway places. But the captains were reluctant to help. They were paid for full cargos and they

explained to Bishop Nicholas that they had to deliver them as they received them. Nicholas promised them that if

they would share but a small part from each ship, the credit they required for full delivery would be granted themThey agreed, and Nicholas took the food to the people and fed them for two years with it, even having enough lef

over to plant for seed when the famine passed.

But when the ships took to sea and arrived at their destinations, the captains of the ships found their holds full

upon arrival and declared the event a miracle. This caused the reputation of Nicholas to spread. He became, over

time, the patron saint of children, of sailors, of the unmarried, and of innocents wrongly accused or persecuted.

So famous did Nicholas become that no other name in the church, save Jesus and the Virgin Mary only, was so

widely known or respected. More than 2000 churches in the Old World bore the name of Saint Nicholas. And his

legend only grew as the centuries passed.

This is just the beginning of the story of Santa Claus. The genesis of the man we anticipate each Christmas came

from the good Bishop of Myra -- a man in red robes, a man with a long beard, and a man known for anonymous

giving -- especially to children.


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Host. Thank you Mr. Remember well. Finally, I suppose we should ask our last guest Shaun the sheep if he has

any opinion. Shaun. Do you know what Christmas is all about?

Shaun. Baa. Baa.

Host. Come along Shaun, give us your answer.

Shaun. Baa. Baa. I need a volunteer to help me.

Self. (Holding up your hand). I will be your volunteer Shaun.My hand was the first to be raised. What would you

like me to do?

Shaun. Do you see that paper with "Christmas" written on it?

Self. Yes, I see it.

Shaun. Write out the fourth and fifth letters.

Self. Ok.(Counting and writing). I have done that Shaun. What next?

Shaun. Now write out the first six letters.

Self. (Counting and writing) I have done that as well Shaun.

Shaun. That is the answer to our question - "Christmas is Christ."


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1 Silent Night

Silent night, holy night

All is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin Mother and ChildHoly Infant so tender and mildSleep in heavenly peaceSleep in heavenly peaceSilent night, holy night!Shepherds quake at the sightGlories stream from heaven afarHeavnly hosts sing Alleluia!Christ, the Saviour is bornChrist, the Saviour is bornSilent night, holy nightSon of God, loves pure lightRadiant beams from Thy holy faceWith the dawn of redeeming grace

Jesus, Lord, at Thy birthJesus, Lord, at Thy birth

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas,My true love gave to meA partridge in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas,My true love gave to meTwo turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the third day of Christmas,My true love gave to me


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Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the fourth day of Christmas,

My true love gave to meFour calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the fifth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meFive golden rings,Four calling birds,

Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the sixth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meSix geese a-laying,Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the seventh day of Christmas,My true love gave to meSeven swans-a-swimming,Six geese a-laying,Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the eighth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meEight maids a-milking,Seven swans-a-swimming,


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Six geese a-laying,Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,

Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the ninth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meNine ladies dancing,Eight maids a-milking,Seven swans-a-swimming,Six geese a-laying,Five golden rings,

Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the tenth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meTen lords a-leaping,Nine ladies dancing,Eight maids a-milking,

Seven swans-a-swimming,Six geese a-laying,Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.On the eleventh day of Christmas,My true love gave to meEleven pipers piping,Ten lords a-leaping,Nine ladies dancing,Eight maids a-milking,Seven swans-a-swimming,Six geese a-laying,


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Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle doves

And a partridge in a pear tree.On the twelfth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meTwelve drummers drumming,Eleven pipers piping,Ten lords a-leaping,Nine ladies dancing,Eight maids a-milking,Seven swans-a-swimming,

Six geese a-laying,Five golden rings,Four calling birds,Three French Hens,Two turtle dovesAnd a partridge in a pear tree.

We Three KingsWe three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountain, moor and mountainFollowing yonder starO Star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to thy Perfect LightBorn a King on Bethlehems plainGold I bring to crown Him againKing forever, ceasing neverOver us all to reinO Star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceeding


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Guide us to Thy perfect lightFrankincense to offer have IIncense owns a Deity nighPrayr and praising, all men raising

Worship Him, God most highWhile shepherds watchedTheir flocks by nightAll seated on the groundThe angel of the Lord came downAnd glory shone aroundAnd glory shone around

Fear not, he said,For mighty dreadHad seized their troubled mindsGlad tidings of great joy I bringTo you and all mankind,To you and all mankind.To you in DavidsTown this day

Is born of Davids lineThe Savior who is Christ the LordAnd this shall be the signAnd this shall be the sign.

We Wish you a Merry ChristmasWe wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmaswe wish you a merry ChristmasAnd a Happy New YearGood tidings we bringTo you and your kinGood tidings for Christmas


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And a Happy New YearNow bring us some figgy puddingOh bring us some figgy puddingOh, bring us some figgy pudding

And a cup of good cheerGood tidings we bringTo you and your kinGood tidings for ChristmasAnd a Happy New YearWe wont go until we get someWe wont go until we get someWe wont go until we get some

So bring some out hereGood tidings we bringTo you and your kinGood tidings for ChristmasAnd a Happy New Year

Deck the halls with boughs of hollyFa la la la la, la la la laTis the season to be jolly

Fa la la la la, la la la laDon we now our gay apparrelFa la la, la la la, la la laTroll the ancient Yuletide carolFa la la la la, la la la laSee the blazing yule before usFa la la la la, la la la la

Strike the harp and join the chorusFa la la la la, la la la laFollow me in merry measureFa la la, la la la, la la laWhile I tell of Yuletide treasureFa la la la la, la la la la


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Away in a MangerAway in a manger,No crib for His bed

The little Lord JesusLaid down His sweet headThe stars in the bright skyLooked down where He layThe little Lord JesusAsleep on the hayThe cattle are lowingThe poor Baby wakesBut little Lord JesusNo crying He makesI love Thee, Lord JesusLook down from the skyAnd stay by my side,Til morning is nigh.Be near me, Lord Jesus,I ask Thee to stayClose by me forever

And love me I prayBless all the dear childrenIn Thy tender careAnd take us to heavenTo live with Thee there

O Come, All Ye FaithfulO come, all ye faithful,

Joyful and triumphant,O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem.Come and behold Him,Born the King of Angels;O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him,


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O come, let us adore Him,Christ the Lord.O Sing, choirs of angels,Sing in exultation,

Sing all that hear in heaven Gods holy word.Give to our Father glory in the Highest;O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him,Christ the Lord.All Hail! Lord, we greet Thee,Born this happy morning,

O Jesus! for evermore be Thy name adored.Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him,Christ the Lord.

Jingle BellsDashing through the snowIn a one-horse open sleighOer the fields we goLaughing all the wayBells on bobtail ringMaking spirits brightWhat fun it is to ride and singA sleighing song tonight! Oh!

Jingle bells, jingle bells,Jingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to rideIn a one-horse open sleigh! Hey!Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way


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Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one-horse open sleigh!A day or two agoI thought Id take a ride;

And soon Miss Fannie BrightWas seated by my side.The horse was lean and lank;Misfortune seemed his lot;He got into a drifted bank,And we, we got upsot. Oh!Jingle bells, jingle bells,Jingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one-horse open sleigh! Hey!Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to rideIn a one-horse open sleigh!Now the ground is white,Go it while youre young;Take the girls tonight,And sing this sleighing song.Just get a bob-tailed bay,Two-forty for his speed;Then hitch him to an open sleigh,And crack! Youll take the lead. Oh!Jingle bells, jingle bells,Jingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh! Hey!Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to rideIn a one-horse open sleigh!

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