The Spirit of Christmas

Finally, it was time for Santa to announce who would have the honor to organize the Great North Pole Christmas Party!

While they were passing near Yeti’s cave, one thing caught Waldo’s eye...

Like the cherry on top of the cake, baby Yeti roared so loudly that it could be heard far, far away.

When Waldo came to the crevasse, Mikee opened her eyes. The two of them saw something they couldn’t even dream of.

However, due to the slippery ground and the size of the snowball, Waldo’s plan didn’t go smoothly.

Poor Waldo was moving his frozen fingers left and right, trying to make a rope. He had never been skillful with crafts, but it was his only hope!

Waldo was standing at the top, looking at the red ribbon, the color of strawberry and mustard pudding, in Mikee’s hair. He had to think of something, and he had to do it fast!

It was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard, the voice he had heard before, the voice of the one who had stolen his heart!

Still hanging on a piece of ice, Mikee didn’t know what to do. She was afraid of Yeti, but...

For the first time since she set off into the wilderness searching for Waldo, Mikee felt lost and scared.

Determined to find Waldo, Mikee was moving her tiny, frozen feet through the deep snow. Nothing could stop her from moving ahead! Well, almost nothing.

Waldo was ready to go back to Santa’s village and make the baby feel the spirit of Christmas for the first time, but now he had to help Yeti find the baby first.

Yeti looked at the empty crib and burst into tears. Baby Yeti was missing! “Don’t worry,” said Waldo. “We’ll find your baby!”

Our dear Waldo was shaking from fear. As if bullying, wandering in the wilderness, and flying into Yeti’s ear hadn’t been enough; now he had to face a new threat.

Meanwhile, Waldo, who had been wandering for days for bullying at the Thanksgiving dinner, slipped on the icy path and flew towards something big, white, and furry. Poor Waldo flew directly into...

As you are about to see, dear readers, nothing is impossible for one and only reindeer with a red nose!

Mikee was looking desperately at the tinny footsteps in the snow. As you remember, those were the footsteps of poor Waldo, who couldn’t stand the bullying anymore.

Poor Waldo didn’t trip and fall, as many would expect. It was something else, something that crossed the line and made Waldo run into the wilderness.

As you already know, our dear Waldo has gone missing. To understand better what made him leave, you need to know what happened at the Thanksgiving feast.

I’m sad to inform you that our dear Waldo has gone missing. You need to know the whole truth – Waldo didn’t disappear, but...

During the Christmas season, keeping kids focused can be a difficult undertaking. Harnessing all that excitement and energy can also be difficult for teachers.

There’s been quite a stir recently here at the North Pole. Our little friend ChrisMouse, who loves running behind the walls at Santa’s Village, has become a little bolder.