Christmas Eve

​Well, it was finally time for Santa to get dressed, and get ready to leave.
"So, you have to go around the whole world??" asked Winston

"Well, no. I just go to a couple of countries,“ he replied, “like Canada, the United States, and a couple of other ones. I have several brothers and sisters who deliver Holiday gifts to many of the other countries. Like Sinterklaas in the Netherlands; Kris Kringle in Germany, Austria & Hungary; Father Frost and his Granddaughter in the Russian countries; Father Christmas in England; Le Befana in Italy; and the Three Magi in the Spanish countries. Some people mistakenly call all of us 'Santa Claus', and use our names interchangeably, but we are all entirely different people."

Everyone was gathered around the globe. "So, where on there are we exactly?" asked Willie.
"Right here, near the very top,” Santa pointed, “on the northern-most island in Canada … "

Just like every other Christmas Eve, the workshop had been transformed into a party room, so the elves could celebrate another year well done
“This year you'll have a special treat,” said Santa, “since Winston here offered to cater your party this year. I know he's been working very hard in the kitchen the past few days, and everything sure smelled amazing."
“Anyway, it's time to go. So, have fun everyone!  And I'll see you all again tomorrow."

Narae accompanied her grandfather to the stable to see him off.  “Do you need any help?” she asked.

“No thanks, I’m fine.” he replied. ‘The reindeer are already harnessed and waiting outside, so I can manage it by myself.”

Narae hugged him. “Be careful tonight, and don’t take any unnecessary chances.”

Then Santa theaded towards the door.

Narae watched him leave, “Good luck Grandpa. I love you!  And I’ll see you in the morning.” ​​