A Christmas dream

Lulu is a little polar bear who lives in an igloo on

the polar ice cap.

On Christmas Eve, his eyes shining with

excitement, he asks his mum:
- Mum, Ive been good this year, havent I?
- Of course you have dear. Youre a very good
little bear.
- Can I write my letter to Santa Claus then?
- Of course you can, replies his mum, but after
that, youll have to go to bed, because its
already late.
So Lulu gets down to work, fountain pen in paw
before a blank sheet of paper.

Dear Santa Claus,

I hope that you are well, and your little helpers
too. This year, I would like:

After having finished his letter to Santa Claus,

Lulu went to bed. But before he went off to
sleep, he thought once more about what hed
written.

- A long woollen scarf (I get cold on the ice cap

sometimes)
- A wooden sledge
- A fishing rod

Of course, hed really, really like to have all

these presents. But what hed like to do most of
all would be to meet Santa Claus himself and to
go for a ride in his sleigh.

Please! (It doesnt matter if you cant bring every

single present)

Lulu dozed off, dreaming of an old man with a

white beard, a huge sack full of presents and a
sleigh that was as fast as the wind.

Thank you
Hugs and kisses
Lulu

Tomorrow, hed post his letter at the top of

White Angel Hill.

The next morning, Lulu got up very early. He got

his backpack ready, in which he put his letter
and his lunch it was a long journey, after all.
He said goodbye to his parents and started off.
It was still cold, but the sun had started to rise
over the ice pack. Far off in the distance, Lulu
spied the hill. It looked like it was a million miles
away! But the brave, determined little bear kept
on walking, although he was already exhausted.
He went a little further and then decided to have
a quick break. He sat down on a little block of
ice and set his backpack down next to him. The
suns rays warmed his hands and face just a bit.

The sun was starting to set. He couldnt go back

home, or go on to the hill... He sank down onto
the block of ice in despair and big, fat tears
trickled down his furry coat. "Im lost. I cant get
back home and I cant post my letter to Santa
Claus."
However, just as darkness was beginning to
spread over the ice cap, a light shone in the sky
and a very faint jingling sound reached his ears.
Lulu looked up into the starry sky.
What do you think he saw? He could hardly
believe his eyes... Santa Claus sleigh, pulled by
its team of reindeer!

He was so tired he closed his eyelids and

dropped off to sleep. When he opened them
again, he was seized with panic! The sun had
melted the ice, and all around him there was
nothing but water, it was like being trapped on a
tiny island!

Above him the sleigh began to slow down,

before landing on the ice, leaving a trail of silver
stars in its wake. Lulu stood open-mouthed in
amazement before the man with the white
beard, who said: "Are you coming, my little
fellow? Im going to take you back to your
home". All his sadness and fears forgotten, Lulu
climbed into the sleigh.
The little bear was dumbstruck! He Lulu
was flying over the ocean in Santa Claus
magnificent sleigh! He was so excited at how
fast they were going, he even forgot all about
his letter and the presents he wanted for
Christmas. None of that mattered any more
his dream had come true!

A few minutes later, the sleigh came to a stop

outside his igloo. The little bear gave Santa
Claus a big hug to thank him. The old man gave
him a wink and his fine scarlet woolly hat. "The
pleasure was all mine, little fellow! Merry
Christmas!" and quick as a flash, he
disappeared into the sky.
"Darling, youre back!" Lulus parents rushed
towards him and held him in their arms. "We
were so scared, little cub, where were you?" his
dad asked.
"Santa Claus gave me a wonderful present!" the
little bear replied, still all excited.

"Hes given us the best possible present to us

as well" said his mum, hugging her little bear
cub very tightly in her arms.