Felipe Moore - Chapter Four

Kingwell By Kingwell, 17th Dec 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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It's Christmas morning and Santa Claus has come and gone. Felipe and his family celebrate by sharing their bounty.

Santa's Gifts for Felipe

Felipe awoke with a sudden jolt. It was daylight and Christmas morning to boot? His first thought was of Santa Claus and his stocking hanging by the stove downstairs. Leaping out of bed he was downstairs in three steps - YES! Santa had left something in his stocking, in fact it appeared to be stuffed. In his excitement Felipe barely noticed Ben Junior who was busy starting a fire in the kitchen stove nor did he notice how cold the canvas felt to his bare feet- Santa Claus hadn't forgotten him after all! He heard his mother calling him - asking what Santa had brought. He ran up the stairs and into the bedroom where his parents were smiling at his excitement. Reminding him of the cold, they motioned him into bed where he cuddled down between them. Now it was time to see what was in his stocking. His eyes opened wide as he took out a colouring book with a picture of Santa Claus on the cover-but there was more-a package of eight crayons! He put his hand into the stocking again and pulled out an apple, an orange, a paper bag filled with candy and two cookies that looked remarkably like the ones that his mother had made yesterday - so Mrs. Claus baked cookies too! Suddenly Felipe's face became serious. "oh Mom', he cried, "I was thinking about Santa so much that I forgot to say my prayers"! Slipping out from under the sheets, Felipe knelt by the bed and closed his eyes tightly. Benjamin and Delilah smiled at each other as they watched the blond haired little boy repeat the prayers he had been taught while still holding tightly to his stocking and gifts. In a few minutes he was up again and running to the bedroom and bed he shared with Charles and George shouting, " Sandy Claus brought me a colouring book and crayons - you can paint a picture later if you want - I was so excited that I forgot to say my prayers - but that's okay cus' I said them in mom and dad's room - it's cold here - can I get in the middle and I'll show you my presents"!

Christmas Morning Breakfast

When the three boys appeared downstairs later they found their father and older brothers all sitting at the table while Delilah busied herself making breakfast. Eggs (they also owned twenty hens)were frying in the pan on the stove while she sliced thick slices of fresh homemade bread. For the first time Felipe noticed the Christmas tree all decorated with tinsel, brightly coloured string and other homemade ornaments. At the very top was a beautiful angel! The others smiled at the open mouthed and awestruck boy! " Ohoo" was all that he could say as he stared at what he felt had to be the most beautiful Christmas tree in the world! With the excitement of the his presents from Santa, he had forgotten all about the tree. Soon Delilah had breakfast on the table for everyone, as usual leaving herself for last. When she had finally taken her seat everyone bowed their heads as Benjamin asked the blessing on the food and their home. They ate slowly and in silence. Felipe glanced out the window, there had been a light dusting of snow during the night and now the sun shone down upon a true winter wonderland. Of course Felipe had never heard these words but somehow he knew that everything was just perfect.

The Family share Gifts

When breakfast was over it was time to open the gifts. Benjamin and Delilah always had a gift for each of their sons, usually socks or mitts that their mother had knit in the long nights of Fall. Ben junior also had a gift for everyone which he had purchased at Collier's store in Harbour Duffet. He had bought each of his parents a pair of dress-up gloves for when they went to church or perhaps a wedding. For Thomas, William, George and Charles he had a bar of chocolate and for Felipe a wind-up car with a blue uniformed man in the driver's seat. Thomas and William had combined their resources and purchased a box of candy canes, one for each family member. Afterwards the men and boys pushed back their chairs and Delilah removed the dishes and cleared the table making a place for Felipe to look through his colouring book and paint his first picture. Before beginning though he got his mother's permission to eat one of his candy and also offered one to each member of the family. No one refused the sweet not wanting to disappoint Felipe who still had at least another dozen in the bag that Santa had left. After looking through the book, he decided to paint the very first picture which showed Mrs. Claus helping Santa with his jacket as he prepared to leave their North Pole home for his trip around the world. He opened the box of crayons admiring each of the eight colours. He knew that he would be using a lot of red for this particular picture but that was okay because Santa always dressed in red. Remembering that he had been told to always stay within the lines he began what he fully intended to be the best picture he had ever painted. He knew though that everyone would understand if he went outside sometimes after all he was only six and wouldn't start school until September. Later too he must remember his promise to let Charles and George have a go as well. After all it was Christmas and a time for sharing.

Dinner preparations and talk of a 'time'

Meanwhile Delilah had washed and dried the dishes, the roast of mutton was in the oven and the pot containing the salt beef was simmering on the stove. While waiting for the time to clean the vegetables she swept the floor and climbed the stairs to make the beds. The men and boys had all changed into clean clothes for Christmas day and as she went to each room she gathered the clothes lying on the floor and placed them with tomorrow's washing. Sometimes Delilah wished that she had a daughter to help her with the housework but loved her menfolk with all her heart and gave thanks that she was healthy and strong. After all if God had intended for her to have a daughter he would have given her one! The beds made it was time to clean the vegetables and she hurried downstairs after all everyone would want dinner on time and she also planned to surprise them with a boiled raisin pudding. Delilah began to hum "Away in a Manger" as she worked. The men and boys were in the living room talking about the 'time' (supper and dance)) at the school tomorrow night and hoped that Jose, who'd had a cold last week would be well enough to play for the dance as although there were others who could play the accordion - everyone agreed that "Jose could make 'er talk b'y". Delilah smiled, the twelve days of Christmas had begun!
See Chapter One
To Be Continued - See Chapter Five

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Breakfast, Christmas Morning, Christmas Tree, Eggs, Kingwell, Mutton, North Pole, Prayers, Presents, Santa Claus, Sharing, Stocking Stuffers, Twelve Days Of Christmas, Winter Wonderland

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I am 75 years old and retired.I like writing short stories, poetry as well other articles of interest.

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
17th Dec 2013 (#)

Nice post!

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author avatar Kingwell
18th Dec 2013 (#)

Thank you Fern.

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author avatar MarilynDavisatTIERS
17th Dec 2013 (#)

Good afternoon, Kingwell; delightful. Thanks for writing. ~Marilyn

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author avatar Kingwell
18th Dec 2013 (#)

So happy you are enjoying the read my friend.

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author avatar Mariah
17th Dec 2013 (#)

Just perfect reading again Kingwell, so very enjoyable and so well written

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author avatar Kingwell
18th Dec 2013 (#)

Hi Mariah, Thank your kind words and I'm so happy that you are enjoying the series.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
20th Dec 2013 (#)

What a journey back in time. Every era had its depth and meaning. A new experience for me Kingwell, thank you - siva

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author avatar Kingwell
20th Dec 2013 (#)

Thank you Siva. The story of life in the tiny villages(called Outports) of Newfoundland in the first half of the twentieth century and before is unique. It was the great fishing grounds that brought people here in the first place and life was difficult but peaceful. The story here was like the Christmas I experienced as a child. Happy Holidays.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
27th Jan 2014 (#)

I feel the joy of childhood in the wonder of your pen my friend...thank you....:0)

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author avatar Kingwell
27th Jan 2014 (#)

Thank you Delicia

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