Christmas Day

It was that very early day, at three in the morning, when Mrs. Hortência woke her two sons to go fishing in James's pond.

At that moment, she asked:

"Don't forget, Francisco, these fish are for our lunch. Do everything you can to catch them."

At that same moment, Hortência woke João:

Wake up João. Open those fish eyes. Do you want to sleep late?" She grabbed the rods and bait and cleared a path to the pond.

Once in the pond, the two boys cast their cast nets and set up hooks everywhere. Quite late, approaching noon, João said to Francisco:

"Hey! Francisco, let's go. Nothing happened here. These fish stole all our bait. What's Mommy going to have for lunch?"

"I don't know what we're going to eat," Francisco began to cry and say.

"And when we get home. What are we going to tell Mommy?"

João began to cry, complaining about the lack of fish. He was moved for several hours, lamenting the situation.

"Come on, Francisco. It's late. Today is Christmas, the day baby Jesus was born. Only the two of us don't have a father to give us presents."

Entering the narrow street of that thicket, Francisco says:

"All the children play with their cars and toys. Only the two of us don't have a father."

A man passing by asks:

"Why are you crying?"

With a rod in hand, Francisco replies:

It's because we're going to get beaten at home for not catching any fish for my mother. And she was waiting for the fish to fry for lunch.

And what would you like for Christmas?"

João replies, with his right arm around his brother.

"I'd like to have five fish and give them to my mother."

João says:

"Santa Claus knows."

"Come on, Francisco, without your mother's fish." She's going to beat you for those fish.

Francisco looks insistently at the toys.

Our street is all decorated and full of presents. Good Francvisco, all loved up now, wanting a father. Come on.

"Mom, we didn't catch your fish. They stole all our bait. Please don't tell us about this little guy."

Mom, there's meat here. Who gave you the meat?

"No, not yours."

Mom, whose boxes are those?

I don't know, boy. They must be the birthday boy's.

"Santa Claus is good. He gave me a bicycle. Now we're going to learn together."

When Jesus returned, he said: Love all children, they are the kingdom of heaven.Ingles.