There was a nativity play in Henry’s school. Henry acted as an innkeeper. He couldn’t play a bigger part, he’d just had to make his part bigger. So he grabbed Mary and Joseph’s sleeves and yanked them into the inn. And then he sang a song. Finally, Henry was sent to principal’s office. He couldn’t help it if a star was born?
It was Christmas Eve. Henry had to prepare the presents for everyone, even he didn’t want to. He wrote Mom and Dad poems, drew a bunny picture for peter, gave comic books to Granny and Grandpa.
It was Christmas Eve. Santa Claus delivered Henry’s presents by mistake. So Henry wanted to ambush Santa Claus. He made traps for Santa. When he went downstairs, Santa escaped the traps, sneaked into his room and filled Henry’s stocking. Henry thought indignantly, he’ll get Santa next year.
Henry ripped open the presents. Mom and Dad cooked for Christmas Lunch. It was dark when the lunch was ready. And then the glass dish with the roasted potatoes exploded. Finally, they had Christmas pudding and pizza.