The Special Gift
It was early Christmas morning. Chrissy-Marie was still sound asleep. Her mother, Mrs.Brown, was placing extra gifts under the tree. Some of them were for Chrissy-Marie, and some of them were for her brother, Kyle. Mrs. Brown rearranged the gifts under the tree when she bumped into a very interesting one.( Lexy) It was a plain cardboard box with air-holes punched in. It shook when Mrs. Brown picked it up. The tag simply said, "The Brown family."
Mrs. Brown puzzled over this strange package. Maybe Mr. Brown had gotten a pet and stuck it under the tree.
?"Hmmm...," she pondered.
?(Anjali)Hey, curiosity got the better of her. She knew her husband and both her kid's handwriting and this did not match it. Opening the box, she dicovered and ugly garden spade, rusting thru the years. But Mrs. Brown smiled thru the tears and beckoned her entire family to come and she explained it's signifacance.
(PK)"Children you have recieved te same garden spade that my father used when he was a child. He had lived on a farm with his mother and father. All he did was work. When he died they auctioned out all of the tools except this one. It was told that my father loved digging holes and planting. Thats why we saved this." Mrs. Brown was teary and very sad at the end of her speech.
Suddenly Mr Brown saw another gift under the tree. This one was even
weirder than the first.