A Night To Remember

This is the Christmas story I wrote!

A Night To Remember

Out of one of the little doggies, one did not think he was special like his brothers and sisters and was always trying to make himself better, but he never thought he was.  His mother and father always told him that he was very special just as unique as his brothers and sisters.  He would always say “yes mother, yes father,” but in his heart he didn’t believe it.   His name was Chip, and he thought that his brothers and sisters names were much better than his.  There was Betsy, Bluebell, Nickels, Hoffman, and Twiny, and he was sure that their names were much better names than his.   They always called him “Chip and Dip”. They weren’t trying to be mean, they thought he liked it, but at lass he didn’t.

So, one night after everyone had gone to bed he slipped out into the darkness.   He told himself, “I’m going to find out why I was born and if I’m special in the least little way.” So out he went, all the owls were hooting, “Hoo, Hoo, Hoo,” and if that wasn’t creepy enough there were wolves howling.  He shuddered, but he kept pressing onward.  Sometime later he spotted a cow and ran over to him.

 “Hello, Mister Cow,” Chip said.

 “O que?” said the cow.

 “I wanted to know, do you think I’m special or just meant for nothing?” asked Chip.

 “O que, eu nao falo ingles. Eu sou do Brasil. Desculpe,” said the cow. 

 “Oh,” said chip very disappointed.  Then he saw a duck and ran over as quickly as possible. “Hello Ms. Duck! Do you think I’m special or just born to do nothing?” he asked. 

“Was, I don’t sprechen Englisch, im von Deutschland, traurig,” said the duck.

 “Ooohhh, not again,” said Chip.  Then he went to every animal he saw but either they didn’t speak English, were asleep, or just wouldn’t talk. Poor Chip, but then he saw an owl and on his last try this owl spoke English, he wasn’t asleep, and he would talk to him.

“Hello Lad,” the owl called down from the tree. “What are you doing out so late?” he asked.

“Well,” said Chip, “I wanted to find out if I was special or someone who doesn’t know anything and shouldn’t have been born, do you think I’m special?” Chip asked.

“Well,” said the owl, “I think you will have to go all the way to Bethlehem to find that out.   Are you up for it?” 

“Well,” I don’t know, but I suppose so,” said Chip.

  “All right then, hop to it.” So on they went as fast as they could running and flying on top of each other!

At last they saw what they were looking for--the candles and lanterns of Bethlehem! Chip jumped for joy!  “Yey, we’re here” he cried! 

“Yes, we are Lad, now follow me.   Do you see that star that’s shining over that building over there beneath the palm trees?” asked the wise old owl.  

“Oh yes, you mean that pretty one that you can see from almost everywhere?” Chip asked.

 “Yes, yes that very one.  Go to the building that is underneath it onto which you will find out your true meaning!

“Ok,” said Chip.

Chip followed the star up hills, and down hills, under cows, and over mice.  He ran until he reached a stable.    The star was far up on top of the stable.  He hurried into it.   “I wonder what’s in here,” he thought.  The candles shown very brightly so he couldn’t see until his eyes adjusted.  Then he saw what he had come to see, a baby boy that was less than a day old laying in a manger (or a trough) wrapped in swaddling blankets.  Chip went over and looked at him!  And right then and there he knew he was special and he knew that he had been made for some purpose, and suddenly he had a different feeling in him! He was a different dog!  He started running as fast as he could up to his house and threw the door open and went in and then…Bam!  He woke up.

This had all been a dream… He had dreamed the whole thing, and yet he felt different!  He knew that he was made for a purpose and he liked that purpose, he was happier than he had ever been!  And he lived happily ever after!

THE END