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Three years ago, a little boy and his grandmother came to see Santa at Mayfair Mall in Wisconsin. The child climbed
up on his lap, holding a picture of a little girl. "Who is this?"
asked Santa, smiling."Your friend?" Your sister?
"Yes, Santa," he replied. "My sister, Sarah, who is very sick," he
said sadly.
Santa glanced over at the grandmother who was waiting nearby, and saw her dabbing her eyes with a tissue.
"She wanted to come with me to see you,oh, so very much, Santa!" the child exclaimed. "She misses you," he added softly.
Santa tried to be cheerful and encouraged
a smile to the boy's face,asking him what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas. When they finished their visit, the Grandmother came over to help the child off his lap, and started to say something to Santa, but halted. "What is it?" Santa asked warmly. "Well, I know it's really too much to ask you, Santa, but ..." the old woman began,shooing her grandson over to one of Santa's elves to collect the

2006-12-03 20:24:04 · 5 answers · asked by ASHLEY 3 in Society & Culture Holidays Christmas

little gift which Santa gave all his young visitors.
"The girl in the photograph .. my granddaughter .. well, you see.. she has leukemia and isn't expected to make it even through the holidays," she said through tear-filled eyes. "Is there any way, Santa... any possible way that you could come see
Sarah? That's all she's asked for, for Christmas, is to see Santa." Santa blinked and swallowed hard and told the woman to leave
information with his elves as to where Sarah was, and he would see what he could do. Santa thought of little else the rest of that afternoon. He knew what he had to do. "What if it were MY child lying in that hospital bed, dying," he thought with a sinking heart, "this is the least I can do." When Santa finished visiting with all the boys and girls that evening, he retrieved from his helper the name of the
hospital where Sarah was staying.
He asked the assistant location manager how to get to Children's Hospital.

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"Why?" Rick asked, with a puzzled look on his face.
Santa relayed to him the conversation with Sarah's grandmother earlier that day. "C'mon .... I'll take you there,"
Rick said softly. Rick drove them to the hospital and came inside with Santa.
They found out which room Sarah was in. A pale Rick said he would wait out in the hall. Santa quietly peeked into the room through the half-closed door and saw little Sarah on the bed. The room was
full of what appeared to be her family; there was the Grandmother and the girl's brother he had met earlier that day.
A woman whom he guessed was Sarah's mother stood by the bed, gently pushing Sarah's thin hair off her forehead.And another woman who he discovered later
was Sarah's aunt, sat in a chair near the bed with weary, sad look on her face. They were talking quietly, and Santa could sense the warmth and closeness of the family, and their love and concern for Sarah

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Taking a deep breath, and forcing a smile on his face, Santa entered the room, bellowing a hearty, "Ho,
ho, ho!" "Santa!" shrieked little Sarah weakly, as
she tried to escape her bed to run to him, IV tubes in tact.
Santa rushed to her side and gave her a warm hug. A child the tender age of his own son -- 9 years old – gazed up at him with wonder and excitement. Her skin was pale and her short tresses bore telltale bald patches from the effects of chemotherapy.
But all he saw when he looked at her was a pair of huge, blue eyes. His heart melted, and he had to force himself to choke back tears. Though his eyes were riveted upon Sarah's face, he could hear the gasps and quiet sobbing of the women in the room. As he and Sarah began talking, the family crept quietly to the bedside one by one, squeezing Santa's shoulder or his hand gratefully, whispering "thank you" as they gazed sincerely at him with shining eyes.

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Santa and Sarah talked and talked, and she told him excitedly all the toys she wanted for Christmas, assuring him she'd been a very good girl that year. As their time together dwindled,
Santa felt led in his spirit to pray for Sarah, and asked for permission from the girl's mother. She nodded in agreement and the entire family circled around Sarah's bed, holding hands.Santa looked intensely at Sarah and asked her if she believed in
angels. "Oh, yes, Santa ... I do!" she exclaimed. "Well, I'm going to ask that angels watch over you, "he said. Laying one hand on the child's head, Santa closed
his eyes and prayed. He asked that God touch little Sarah, and heal her body from this diseas He asked that angels minister to her, watch and keep her. And when he finished praying, still with eyes closed, he started singing softly,"Silent Night, Holy Night - all is calm, all is bright.." The family joined in, still holding hands, smiling at Sarah, and crying tears of hope, tears of joy for this

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moment, as Sarah beamed at them all. When the song ended, Santa sat on the side of the bed again and held Sarah's frail, small hands in his own. "Now, Sarah," he said authoritatively, "you have a job to do, and that is to concentrate on getting well. I want you to have fun playing with your friends this summer, and I expect to see you at my house at Mayfair Mall this time next year!" He knew it was risky proclaiming that, to this little girl who had terminal cancer, but he "had" to. He had to give her the greatest gift he could -- not dolls or games or toys -- but the gift of HOPE."Yes, Santa!" Sarah exclaimed, her eyes bright. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead and left the room Out in the hall, the minute Santa's eyes met Rick's, a look passed between them and they wept unashamed. Sarah's mother and grandmother slipped out of the room quickly and rushed to Santa's side to thank him.

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"My only child is the same age as Sarah," he explained quietly. "This is the least I could do." They nodded with understanding and hugged him. One year later, Santa Mark was again back on the set in Milwaukee for his six-week, seasonal job which he so loves to do. Several weeks went by and then one day a child came up to sit on his lap. "Hi, Santa! Remember me?!" "Of course, I do," Santa proclaimed (as he always does), smiling down at her. After all, the secret to being a "good" Santa is to always make each child feel as if they are the "only" child in the world at that moment. "You came to see me in the hospital last year!" Santa's jaw dropped. Tears immediately sprang in his eyes, and he grabbed this little miracle and held her to his chest. "Sarah!" he exclaimed. He scarcely recognized her, for her hair was long and silky and her cheeks were rosy – much different from the little girl he had visited just a year before. He looked over and saw Sarah's mother and grandmother in the

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sidelines smiling and waving and wiping their eyes. That was the best Christmas ever for Santa Claus. He had witnessed --and been blessed to be instrumental in bringing about -- this miracle of hope. This precious little child was healed. Cancer-free. Alive and well. He silently looked up to Heaven and humbly whispered, "Thank you, Father. ' Tis a very, Merry Christmas!

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its my best friends kid

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5 answers

Wow! Well at 4 am that brought some tears to my eyes. It is so sad that there are so many sick little ones around. So many that never get to experience the joys of life.

I really hope people read this and want to help others out more in the Holiday season, and more so through-out the year.

I think about this more, as I have a 9 month old boy, and read about horrible things that happen or illnesses and it brings a hollow feeling to me inside. i could never imagine being a parent, and knowing one day that my child is going to be taken from me so early b/c of an illness.

*It is still hard to see an old person get sick, but that is when it is expected, at least give them a full life first.

Merry Christmas, and I wish you the best in your life, and all year round.

2006-12-03 20:35:40 · answer #1 · answered by mke 2 · 2 0

How special and wonderful this story was! You see, I also have a sick child (actually, he's a big child - he's 22 years old). He doesn't have terminal cancer or cancer of any kind, but he does have a disease. He has Multiple Sclerosis. And, as you know, there is no cure. We never know when he will wake up with a bad attack or lose muscle control, or worse, go blind. This disease is so scary! We make each day special and thank the Lord for each and every day and all the special moments he has given us. Children are our lives! They bring us so much joy! I thank God for my 2 boys. They are my heart and my soul! Every day is a milestone in our lives! Merry Christmas to everyone out there! May you have peace and joy in your hearts!

2006-12-03 23:52:26 · answer #2 · answered by country girl 006 4 · 2 0

wow that is very sad, i had tears in my eyes. its horrible when you hear about anybody being deathly ill but especially a young child who has not yet begun to experience the joy and pain the ups and downs in life. did you knoe these people or do you just remember the story of what happened to her. my heart goes uot to the family that she gets better or if god forbid shes passed that the family is coping well although i cant imagine it being easy to lose a child, i have 3 myself 8,91/2 and11 and i cant imagine 1 day without them. i miss them even when their gone 1 night

2006-12-03 20:36:01 · answer #3 · answered by candy cane 2 · 2 0

this story brought tears to my eyes as well. am so thankful that one little girl was healed. the sad thought was that so many are not as fortunate. this is one reason why I try to do the best I can to help the little ones in my own way. thank you so much for sharing this story as sometimes we all need to step back and realize GOD does work miracles in HIS own way.

2006-12-04 01:56:47 · answer #4 · answered by Marvin R 7 · 2 0

Don't think so.
If they been answered we will not be in troubles in planet of apes.
Try and decode this lyrics "Santa claus is coming to town"
Year in and year out.
Little children sing this song in kicking the butts of the dirty old men in office to remind them of the blunders and slip-ups with human errors on them living in misery and no one heeds them in planet of apes.
Try and read Luke 21.8-11

2006-12-03 20:39:11 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 3

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