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NOTE: I’m sorry it took me so long to read the stories of other writers this week. I was listening and watching, as were many people, to the U.S. Presidential Election results and aftermath, some of which is still continuing. My own daughter, a female and part Indian (she could be taken for Hispanic) called from the U.S. in tears and I talked to her for an hour. She had been calm at first but the young actors around her were yelling and crying and scared her. It’s an alarming time.

Here we are for another week. Today we’re out gazing at roofs. We’ve gathered to discuss our original stories for the week. This is the Friday Fictioneers group. Our hostess for the gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words, not including the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was provided by Sandra Crook. Thanks, Sandra.

To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

Genre: Humor Fantasy

Word Count: 100 Words


Higgstown was settled by artists and liberal architects noted for bold innovations. The roofs there were colorful and shaped differently than other cities and there were no chimneys.

This caused one problem. When Santa came through delivering presents, he couldn’t land his sleigh with reindeer on those roofs.

Santa called a conference and the word was sent out to parents by his helpers in all the department stores.

     Dear Parents,

     To insure your children get presents, please do the following:

           1. Clear a space for my sleigh.

           2. Leave out a door key under a mat.

     Sincerely, Santa



purple-flowers-may-2013Written Act of Kindness Award




47 thoughts on “SANTA’S MESSAGE

  1. When I had a small grocery shop in the 1960s I used to leave a key for the bread delivery man, thanks for the memory. I am sorry about the frustrating behaviour after the US election

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    • Thanks, Mike. You’re welcome for the memory. My dad used to let me see him leaving a key on the back porch because we had no chimney. He no doubt took it back in when I went to bed but I never knew it. I’m happy you enjoyed the story. When a person who causes problems won’t accept the blame no one else can do anything about it. It’s a shame and I hope it’ll be resolved in a short time. It’s causing pain and fear. —- Suzanne


    • Thanks, Rochelle. I’m happy you enjoyed the story. Yes, we do need a lot of cute and funny right now. My daughter has a t-shirt that has NASTY WOMAN on the front. She sent a picture. The Republican party sent a political ad to my son and his wife saying what friends they’re going to be with Indians. I wish I knew all of them felt that way. 🙂 — Suzanne


  2. Perfect timing for a lighthearted story! Indeed, now that I think about it, poor Santa! What to do?
    And, you are amazing to go and read each and every story week after week. Some weeks I succeed, some I am miserably behind…

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  3. Haha! what a lovely story and thanks for the reminder that The Day is approaching fast!
    This reminds me of my childhood, we lived in a flat and and no chimney. How does he get in? I asked my Mum. Don’t worry, she said, we leave the door unlocked this one night.
    And he always came 🙂

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    • Thanks, Gabriele. I’m happy you enjoyed the story so much. I enjoy writing humorous stories part of the time. We need to be able to smile more these days. My daughter will be fine. She just needed to talk. I think she’ll br okay now. Thanks for your concern. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  4. First, hugs and kisses to you and your daughter. Second, thanks for bringing a little Christmas spirit into the week. We didn’t have a chimney in Denver, CO. When asked my dad said he came up through the heat ducts. Worked for me.

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    • Thanks for the hugs and kisses, Alicia. I appreciate it. You’re welcome for the Christmas spirit. Hopefully, by Christmas, everything will have quieted down. I laughed and laughed out loud at your comment about your dad telling you Santa came up through the heat ducts. Your dad really had a great imagination and sense of humor. That was hilarious. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, Teagan. I’m happy you enjoyed the story so much and it made you laugh. My dad had it covered about Santa getting in. No windows for him at our house. I watched Dad leave out the key on the back porch. Hugs to you also. 😀 — Suzanne


    • Thanks, Bjorn. I’m happy you enjoyed the story so much. Thanks also for your concern about my daughter. I’m sure she’ll be okay now. She just needed to talk. We certainly do need Santa this year. I hope even before Christmas things will have quieted down. 🙂 — Suzanne


  5. Sounds like something my neighborhood council would put in a flier. I wonder how many parents put out a key.

    My hole family was devastated by the election results. We thought at first it must have been a mistake or hoax or something. We are still very, very worried.

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