I will probably (at some point) rework this a bit to make it more of a picture book-type manuscript - so I would love any feedback along those lines. Hope you enjoy the story (and that I didn't make too much of a fool of myself!).
A Wild Aussie Christmas
By Joanne Sher
December in Australia is very different than America. Instead of snowmen, they build sand castles. Rather than sitting by the fire, they get a tan.
December is summer Down Under, and it's often sweltering on Christmas day. But one Aussie Christmastime was very unusual indeed.
The Durvan family was preparing for their annual Christmas eve barbecue on the beach – making dessert and salad and preparing chicken to grill – when little Debbie Durvan darted into the kitchen.
“Mum! Dad! It's snowing outside. It looks like a snowstorm!”
“Snowing? In December? It can't be!”
And they did.
“Snow for Christmas. Imagine that,” Mum said.
Dad couldn't believe it. “What now? We certainly can't have our family Christmas barbie, or pile the presents under a palm tree in weather like this.”
Mum sighed. “We'll have to try something different.”
“But we've always had a beach Christmas.” Debbie crossed her arms. “It'll be weird to do anything else.”
“Maybe,” Dad said,” but it might be lots of fun. And perhaps we'll find a new tradition.”
“I know!” Debbie piped in. “Instead of making sandcastles, we can build snowmen. And we can sled instead of surf.”
Mum nodded. “And we'll have a fire in the fireplace instead of on the barbie.”
“Of course. I'm guessing he won't be in his swimmers this year, though,” Dad said. “And he might need a snowboard to get here.”
“But how about all the presents?” Debbie asked.
“Oh – maybe a sleigh.” Mom piped in.
Pop's eyes twinkled. “Maybe.”
“It sure will be cold for caroling by candlelight,” Debbie added.
Pop pat Debbie on the back. “We can just wear our winter gear.”
“But what about poor baby Jesus? Won't he be freezing out in the manger this year?” Debbie's eyes dropped.
Mum smiled. “He will have His love to keep Him warm. And besides, He grew up a VERY long time ago. You know that – right?”
Debbie nodded. “And He loves us whatever the weather.”
Even during an Aussie Christmas blizzard.
Make sure you stop by Susanna's blog and read some of the other entries.
My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer. Psalm 45:1