How the Fairy got on the top of the Christmas Tree

A cautionary tale about how traditions start.

Retold by Ali Kayn

It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Snow lay all about, drifts and drifts of it blocking the outhouse door, hiding the paths. Everywhere you looked it was glare, and slipperiness. Santa Claus turned from the window and growled. Nearby, an elf, hearing Santa started, dropping a delicate gift. Santa sighed.

The doorbell rang (again), another damn elf turning up for work. They had been ringing the bell all day, why hadn't he placed the door handle lower. Damned Handerfun Consultants. He let the elf in and turned back to his workshop.

Mrs Claus was bustling about over in the corner, again. Talking to the elves, again. Checking the gifts and muttering to herself, making notes on her overflowing clipboard. He knew he was in for ANOTHER tirade on sexist toys and violence amongst the young and guns and (another sigh), oh dear. He shook his head. She was celebrating the new year by going back to her own name. Well, another tradition ended. And another damned elf at the door.

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He grabbed the door handle, turned it viciously and ripped the door back towards him. He looked down. No elf.

"Hi", he heard a cheerful, tiny, bell-like voice say.

He looked up, and there was a bright, shining fairy, her little gossamer wings buzzing daintily in the air, her eyes lit up with joy, her pretty dress fluttering as she held, grasped in her small hand, the upper branches of a beautiful, dark Christmas tree. What an extraordinary load for such a creature.

She grinned, and said in sweet, cheerful tones, "Hello Santa, isn't the snow beautiful? I just love Christmas, ohhh, it's just, just the best time of the whole year. I brought the tree Mrs Claus asked for. Where shall I put it?

And that, boys and girls is the story of how the first fairy came to be on the sharp end of a Christmas tree.

The editor and contributors of Festivale wish everyone all the best for the new year, and hope that you enjoy this little story.

Ali Kayn