It snowed again. My seventh Christmas was coming. I dreamed of getting the gift from Father Christmas until my elder sister said, "There is no Father Christmas."
I ran to my grandmother's house, for she always told the fact. Grandma was at home. I told 1everything. "No Father Christmas?" She was a little2. "Don't believe it .Put on your coat, and let's go."
"Go? Where, grandma?" I asked.
"Kerby's Store."
As we walked through its door, grandma handed me ten dollars and said, " Take the3and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car," Then she walked out of the store.
For a few seconds I just stood there, holding the money, wondering 4 to buy, and whom to buy it for. I thought of5 I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors... then I thought of Bobbie Decker, a6with bad temper (脾气)and messy hair. He sat right behind me7Mrs. Pollack's class.
Bobbie 8went to any party during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cold, 9we all knew that he didn't have a cold, and he didn't have a coat. I decided to buy Bobbie a red warm 10 that he would like.
That evening, grandma helped me wrap the coat and11" To Bobbie From Father Christmas" on it . Grandma told me Father Christmas never let people know that he12them. Then she drove me to Bobbie's house, telling me that I was helping Father Christmas 13 the gift. We stood behind trees. Then grandma said to me, "All right. Father Christmas, get going." I ran to the front door, put the gift down 14the door, rang the doorbell and flew back to the 15. We waited in the dark for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobbie.
That night, I realized that Father Christmas was alive, and we were on his team.
