| Narrator |
Well hello there Mercedes. My name is Sophie, and I'm
going to tell you a story about how you saved Christmas. |
| Santa |
Ho! Ho! Ho! |
| Narrator |
That's right Mercedes, you saved Christmas. Oh sure you
had some help. You couldn't have done it without Frosty
Feathers. Uh, uh, that's the pelican who's back you ride on to
the North Pole. Oh, there go again. I must slow down and
start from the beginning, and so I will. |
| Pelican |
Wake up! Hey you in there, wake up! |
| Narrator |
You were fast asleep. You couldn't hear the sound of Frosty
Feathers at your window. Frosty Feathers was trying her
hardest to wake you up. She had something very important
to tell you.
Frosty Feathers flew off the window seal and found some
Pebbles.
Frosty Feathers threw the pebbles at the window and that did the trick.
Mercedes shot straight up in the air, startled. By then
Frosty Feathers had made it back to the window. |
| Child |
“Who are you, and what are you doing at my window?”
Mercedes said. |
| Pelican |
My name is Frosty Feathers, and you're going to help me save
Christmas. |
| Child |
“What did you say?” “I can't understand you.” Said
Mercedes. |
| Pelican |
Sorry, I said my name is Frosty Feathers and you're going to
help me save Christmas. |
| Child |
“I'm going to do what?” said Mercedes. |
| Pelican |
You're going to help me save Christmas. |
| Child |
Hey that's the letter I wrote to Santa Claus. |
| Pelican |
That's right. |
| Child |
How did you get it? |
| Pelican |
There's no time to spare. I'll tell you on the way. Jump on my
back. |
| Narrator |
And so Mercedes did. |
| Pelican |
Hold on tight, it's a long flight. |
| Child |
“I'm flying, I'm flying” Mercedes screamed. “Where are
we going?” Mercedes asked. |
| Pelican |
To the North Pole silly |
| Child |
“Whoopee!” screamed Mercedes with delight. Will I get to
see Santa, and the elves, and Rudolph, and… |
| Pelican |
Not so fast little girl. Of course we'll see them all, but only if
we can convince Santa that kids still believe in him. |
| Child |
“How did you get my letter that I wrote to Santa?”
Mercedes asked. |
| Pelican |
I took it from my master, Dr. Art Ic. |
| Child |
“Who is Art Ic?” Mercedes asked. |
| Pelican |
He use to design all of the toys for Santa, but Santa thought his
Last invention may be dangerous for boys and girls, so Santa
Said, “No!”
That made Dr. Ic mad, and so to get back at Santa, Dr. Ic
decided to do something mean. He took all of the letters
addressed to Santa and put them in his basement. And that is
why Santa doesn't think kids believe in him anymore. |
| Child |
“It's not nice to steal.” Mercedes said. |
| Pelican |
You are right dear, and that is why I broke out of my cage,
snapped up the first letter I could grab, and flew as fast as I
could to your place. I need your help. I need your help…. |
| Child |
“To save Christmas.” Mercedes said. |
| Pelican |
Now you've got it, to save Christmas. |
| Narrator |
Just then Mercedes heard a sound. |
| Child |
“Do you hear that?” said Mercedes. |
| Pelican |
I do! |
| Child |
Look down there's a kitty stuck in the tree, and the
fireman's ladder isn't tall enough to reach it. |
| Narrator |
Frosty Feathers swooped down. Mercedes grabbed
the kitty. She put the kitty in the arms of a sweet little girl,
Whose tears quickly dried up and were replaced by a smile
wider than Santa's belly. |
| Little girl |
“You saved Fluffy,” she said. How can I ever thank you? |
| Child |
“Always believe in Santa Claus.” Mercedes answered. |
| Narrator |
The little girl said… |
| Little girl |
“Where are you going?” |
| Child |
“My friend Frosty Feathers and I are going to the North Pole.
We're going to save Christmas.” Mercedes answered. |
| Narrator |
And so they continued on their journey. Time was running out.
In order to get the letters to Santa, in order for the elves to have
Enough time to make the toys, they needed to hurry.
Direction North…..Destination North Pole.
Soon the ground below was covered in snow. The snow blew
All around them and it was hard to see. |
| Pelican |
Oh, I have to land until this storm passes. |
| Narrator |
As Frosty Feathers started her decent, the little hero heard what
sounded like a little boy calling out for help. |
| Child |
“Someone's in trouble.” Mercedes said to Frosty. Fly
toward that cave the girl instructed Frosty Feathers. |
| Narrator |
A little boy was by himself in the cave. |
| Little boy |
I got lost in a blizzard trying to get back to our camp. |
| Pelican |
“Hop on little guy.” Frosty said. We'll find your parents. |
| Narrator |
Imagine the site, a purple pelican with two kids on her back
flying through a blizzard. Frosty Feathers didn't want to admit
it, but she was having a tough time, what, with all that weight
on her back, but she grilled it out. Moments later they all heard
people yelling for the little boy. |
| People |
Timmy, Timmy, where are you? |
| Little boy |
Up here! I'm up here! |
| Narrator |
Without missing a beat Frosty Feathers swooped down and the
boy leaped into his mother's arms. |
| Mother |
You saved my boy. “You've saved Timmy.” the woman cried.
How can I ever repay you? |
| Child |
Mercedes said to the woman, “Always believe in Santa
Claus.” |
| Father |
Timmy's father said, “Where are you going?” |
| Child |
My friend Frosty Feathers and I are going to the North Pole.
We're going to save Christmas, Mercedes answered. |
| Narrator |
Now the time was running short. They had to make it to the
North Pole soon, or little boys and little girls all over the world
Could be without toys on Christmas morning.
Mercedes was getting tired. She drifted off to sleep.
Frosty's feathers well Frosty were quiet comfortable. She slept
As Frosty Feathers made her way north. She was awakened
When Frosty Feathers said that the North Pole was in sight. |
| Pelican |
“Wake up!” Frosty cackled. We're here. |
| Child |
“Wow!” Mercedes said. There's Santa's workshop. I see
The reindeer. Hey Rudolph, up here! |
| Narrator |
Rudolph didn't look up.
Then Mercedes saw some elves. |
| Child |
Hey you, elves look up in the sky. |
| Narrator |
No reaction from the elves either. Their heads hung low.
Finally the little girl saw Santa and Mrs. Claus, and screamed
at the top of her lungs. |
| Child |
Santa, Mrs. Claus, look up in the sky. |
| Narrator |
Frosty knew that nobody at Santa's workshop could see or hear
her unless and until the Christmas spirit was in the air. And
spirit was the last thing that was in the air.
Mercedes was sad. |
| Pelican |
You see Sweetie, everyone at Santa's workshop believes that
children have stopped believing in Santa Claus, because none
of the letters have made it to him at the North Pole. That is
why I needed your help.
Hold on tight, young lady! We have some work to do. |
| Narrator |
Down swept Frosty Feathers. She landed right in front of the
Hulking but sulking man in the red suit. |
| Child |
“Excuse me sir.” Mercedes said. |
| Pelican |
He can't hear you sweetie. Give him this. |
| Narrator |
Frosty had tucked the little girl's letter to Santa in her feathers.
She had carried it the entire trip. She gave it to the youngster.
Mercedes put her letter on Santa's lap. Santa looked at
it. He opened it. He read it. And the young girl saw something
she had never seen before, a very large man in a red suit crying,
but those were tears of joy.
Santa looked up and said: |
| Santa |
Thank you, dear. At least one girl still believes in me. |
| Child |
“Oh, but you're wrong.” Mercedes said. All sorts of
boys and girls believe in you. It's just a mean guy named Dr.
Ic….. |
| Santa |
Is that Dr. Art Ic? |
| Child |
Yeah that's him. Dr. Ic has taken all the letters that were sent
to you, and put them in the basement of his lab. |
| Santa |
Why would he do such a thing? |
| Child |
Frosty Feathers told me, you thought his latest toy may harm
kids, so Dr. Ic got mad. |
| Santa |
Who is Frosty Feathers? |
| Child |
She's my pretty purple pelican friend, silly. See over there. |
| Santa |
I see. So do I have this right, kids around the world still
Believe in me? |
| Child |
“Of course they do”, Mercedes said. And in order to
make all these believers happy on Christmas morning, we have
Work to do. |
| Santa |
You're right, young lady. We need to get those letters. |
| Elf |
Uh, how will we get the letters from Dr. Ic? |
| Child |
I was told to always tell the truth Mercedes spoke quickly,
and I think this Dr. Ic will say he is sorry, and show us where
the letters are. |
| Narrator |
Santa agreed. |
| Santa |
Dr. Ic is not an evil man. He just made a bad decision. I will
talk to him. |
| Narrator |
Luckily, Dr. Ic's lab was only a short walk away. |
| Dr. Ic |
Uh, Santa, Rudolph, uh Frosty Feathers, what are you doing
here? |
| Santa |
Dr. Ic we're here to… |
| Dr. Ic |
Get the letters? |
| Santa |
Well, yes. |
| Dr. Ic |
Ugh… I'm so sorry, Santa. I'm sorry. It's just that I wanted
You to love my new toy. I did a bad thing, and I'm sorry. |
| Santa |
I forgive you, doctor. In fact, we all forgive you. Yes, you
made a bad decision, but you told the truth, and said you were
sorry. |
| Dr. Ic |
Throw me in the North Pole jail. That's where I belong. |
| Child |
There's a jail at the North Pole, Mercedes thought to
herself. |
| Santa |
You're not going to jail, but you're going to help us make some
toys. Now, Ho! Ho! Ho! Let's get those letters. |
| Narrator |
In no time they had every letter out of the basement, and they
were headed back to Santa's. Work had to start immediately.
Christmas morning was just hours away. Back at the workshop
it was… well it was like magic. Everyone working together,
making things that boys and girls all over the world wanted.
The boy from Germany wanted a wooden train. The girl from
Australia wished for a stuffed kangaroo. Twin boys from
Missouri asked for a toy swing set. Just as the last toy was
Being assembled, a faint sound was heard. Could it be?
Could Blitzen really be having her baby? She was, and she did.
Mrs. Claus said… |
| Mrs. Claus |
What perfect timing. What should we name her? |
| Narrator |
All sorts of names were yelled out by the elves. |
| Elves |
Uh, Swisher. Hoofey yelled another. How bout Wobbley said
A third, cause it doesn't walk straight. |
| Narrator |
Santa calmed the group down. |
| Santa |
I'm, um, going against our policy of having elves name our
reindeer. This time, I'm going to name her. And I'm going to
write it down for all to see. |
| Narrator |
Everyone huddled around to see, as Santa used an enormous
Crayon. After Santa was done writing everyone stepped back
To see what he had written. Santa hadn't picked just any name.
He had picked her name. Mercedes was speechless. |
| Child |
You're naming the newest reindeer after me, Santa? |
| Santa |
Well, why not dear? It's not everyday we have a baby reindeer.
And it's not everyday we get a hero like you to visit us. Frosty
Feathers told us how you saved the kitty from the tree, and how
you rescued the lost boy in the cave. |
| Child |
Me, a hero? Wow, Mercedes thought to herself. |
| Santa |
All right, hitch him up. It's time to deliver some toys. |
| Narrator |
Just as Santa was about to take off, he looked at Mercedes
And said, |
| Santa |
Well, what are you doing standing there? Get in the sleigh
young lady. |
| Child |
“Who me?”, Mercedes said. |
| Santa |
Of course you silly. Mrs. Claus, bring our new friend a nice
sweater. It gets mighty chilly up there. |
| Narrator |
All that was left now was some goodbyes. |
| Child |
Goodbye elves, bye bye Mrs. Claus, goodbye Dr. Ic. |
| Narrator |
The last goodbye was saved for her new best friend. |
| Child |
“Goodbye, Frosty Feathers. I'll never forget you”,
Mercedes said. |
| Pelican |
Now, now young lady, don't make an old pelican cry. |
| Child |
“I'll write to you”, Mercedes said. |
| Narrator |
Everyone then starred at Dr. Ic. |
| Dr. Ic |
Don't look at me. My letter taking days are over. |
| Santa |
On Dasher, On Dancer, On Prancer, On Vixon…… |
| Narrator |
And so off they went, Santa and Mercedes.
From country to country, from house to house, toys were
Delivered to nice girls and nice boys. |
| Child |
“This is great!”, Mercedes said. |
| Santa |
I'm glad you're enjoying it. Plus, I enjoy the company. You're
such a sweet girl. |
| Narrator |
Just as it was about time for the sun to rise, Santa guided his
Sleigh onto the last roof, Mercedes house. But
Mercedes had fallen asleep. Who could blame her after all
she had been through. The next thing the little girl remembered
was the sound of her mother's voice. |
| Mother |
Wake up dear, It's Christmas. |
| Narrator |
Mercedes rubbed her eyes and said… |
| Child |
Mom, I had the most incredible dream last night. I met a new
Friend, that's Frosty Feathers. She's a pelican. |
| Mother |
A pelican? |
| Child |
“Yeah, a purple pelican”, Mercedes said.
We had to get the letters the kids sent to the North Pole from
this mean Dr. Ic. Well he turned out not to be so mean. But
on they way I rescued a kitty and saved a boy, and, and… |
| Mother |
Slow down, dear. Tell you what, you can finish telling me your
dream after you open your presents. It's Christmas! |
| Narrator |
As her mother rushed out of the room, she shut the young girls
door so fast it made a gust of air. Something purple flew up in
air. Mercedes caught it. It was a feather and it was cold. |
| Santa |
On Dasher, On Dancer, On Prancer, On Vixon, On Comet, On
Cupid, On Donner… |
| Narrator |
On Mercedes, On Mercedes, On Mercedes. |
| Child |
Mommy, it wasn't a dream! |
