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The Spider Who Came for Christmas

Wendell the Spider lived in the upper corner of Grandma’s ceiling. He had a nice brown web there and a tasty fly that he hoped to unwrap for his Christmas dinner. But the very best thing about Wendell’s web was that he could hide all day and watch down on Grandma. First, she set up […]

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Santa Claus in Iran

I do not go to bed on Christmas Eve. Santa Claus comes and spends a few hours with me. We talk and laugh.  “You’re really fat, Santa.” I always say that.  “And you are really rude, Sam.” He replies with a big smile on his face.  Santa told me last Christmas that he doesn’t need […]