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RE: Christmas/Holiday Writing Contest - 10 Steem Dollars Plus 100% Post Steem/Steem Dollars
Here are my entries - or here is my entry:
https://steemit.com/story/@michelle.gent/santa-s-little-helper-part-1
https://steemit.com/story/@michelle.gent/santa-s-little-helper-part-2-exclusive-for-steemit
Below is the whole thing - in 2 parts because it wouldn't let me paste it in one - too big.
Hi, Michelle!,
Just stopping by to say Thank You! for a remarkably entertaining story...
I have to say that I began reading it out of "duty" as a "good contest entrant," but I was not very far in when your story grabbed me. I then simply devoured it the rest of the way to the end.
Well done!😄😇😄
Well thank you very much!
You've guilted me, somewhat. I'm supposed to be cleaning my house in time for Christmas, but I now have to go and read all the other entries to the competition ;)
Any excuse ;)
Glad to be of service, friend! ;)
After all, what's more important in the grand scheme of things?😇😄😇
Quite right too!
Duty done and bathroom almost clean :)
I had pretty much the same reaction when I started into the story.
I think she lost votes, though, because of Steemit's posting nature; I will address that in the next contest.
Entered!
Readers, vote on her comment with the pic above to register your vote for Michelle's entry!
Still readin, Michelle...I'll say something about the story when I'm done ;)
Thank you :)
WOW
Great story! At first I liked the mixing in of the poem with her thoughts, but you promised a twist and delivered on it!
Had I ever had kids, I was going to help them fight monsters under the bed by giving them a "magic sword" ( a toy sword) that would kill monsters; giving them a tool to add to their bravery. This story put that into my head.
Well done
Thanks Steve :)
I'm glad you like the story, it's one of my favourites :)
My kids always liked me sing 'When A Knight Won His Spurs' at bedtime.
When a knight won his spurs, in the stories of old,
He was gentle and brave, he was gallant and bold
With a shield on his arm and a lance in his hand,
For God and for valour he rode through the land.
No charger have I, and no sword by my side,
Yet still to adventure and battle I ride,
Though back into storyland giants have fled,
And the knights are no more and the dragons are dead.
Let faith be my shield and let joy be my steed
'Gainst the dragons of anger, the ogres of greed;
And let me set free with the sword of my youth,
From the castle of darkness, the power of the truth.
That's the one!
Our granddaughter loves the song now, too :)