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Christmas movies`.

Home alone(1990)

Home Alone (1990)

Home Alone is primarily a coming-of-age story about an 8-year-old boy named Kevin McCallister. He is the youngest of five children and is frequently bullied by his older brothers. After events transpire between him and his family, he wishes he had no family when his mother is punishing him for what he feels are unjustified reasons. She warns him to be careful what he wishes for. He wakes up the next day to discover he is the only one left in the house. He thinks his wish came true and that he is finally alone without his obnoxious family around. In reality, he was left home by mistake. His family is en route to Paris for a holiday vacation. While his parents realize their mistake and scramble to get back to the United States, Harry and Marv, a pair of thieves attempt to rob the house and Kevin is forced to hold them back with a collection of homemade booby traps. They get arrested at the end of the film. It was directed by Chris Columbus.

Home alone 2: Lost in New York

Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992)

One year later, Kevin and his family are taking another Christmas vacation, this time to Florida. During the chaos at the airport, he gets separated from them and accidentally gets on a plane to New York City. After enjoying himself there for a while, he runs into Harry and Marv, who have escaped from prison during a riot and also fled to New York. This time he leads them to a relative's house, which is being renovated, and once again foils them with his booby traps, before they finally get arrested.

Home alone 3(1997)

Home Alone 3 (1997)

The film does not revolve around Kevin, but centers on Alex Pruitt, a young boy who is home alone with the chicken pox, but gets better. At this time, four burglars working for a North Korean terrorist group are sent by their boss to obtain a top-secret microchip that can act as a cloaking device for a missile. They succeed in retrieving it and hide it in a remote controlled car, but due to a luggage mix-up at the airport with the Pruitts' neighbor Mrs. Hess, the car lands in the hands of Alex, who is given the car for shoveling the snow on her driveway. The burglars begin systematically searching every house on his street. Once they figure out that he has the chip, they prepare to invade his house. He devises elaborate traps and bamboozles the 4 crooks with the help of his pet rat, his brother's parrot, and some intricate tripwires, all the while monitoring them with a video camera on the race car.

Home alone 4: Taking back the house(2002) 

Home Alone 4: Taking Back the House (2002)

Although marketed as a fourth installment many see Home Alone 4: Taking Back the House as a reboot due to the absence of any of the regular cast and a different storyline that does not reflect the continuity of the first two films. It was directed by Rod Daniel and premiered as a television movie on ABC on November 3, 2002. The film returns to the original's main character, Kevin (played by Mike Weinberg) and one of the two Sticky Bandits, Marv (played by French Stewart). Kevin's parents have divorced, and he lives with his mother. He decides to go spend Christmas with his dad and his rich girlfriend, Natalie, but finds himself having to deal with his old nemesis Marv, and his new sidekick and wife, Vera (played by Missi Pyle), who takes the place of Harry since he and Marv put their partnership to an end. It was released to Region 1 DVD on October 20, 2003. Filming began on July 29 in Melbourne. Home Alone 4 is the only film in the series that was not released in theaters.

The child who saw Santa Claus.

"The Child Who Saw Santa Claus" by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey
From Tell Me Another Story by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey (1918)

There was, once upon a time, a child who wanted very much to see Santa Claus; just as every other child has always wanted to see him.

So the Child listened at the chimney for Santa Claus, and watched for him when sleighs flew by over the snowy streets, and wanted to touch his rosy cheeks and his red cloak trimmed with white fur.

"I am old enough now to see Santa Claus," the Child said. That was quite true, because he was seven years old. "Show him to me, mother," he begged.

"Oh, I cannot do that," the Child's mother said. "I can tell you about Santa Claus but I cannot show you his face."

"May I go out and look for Santa Claus, myself, then?" the Child asked. "This is the day before Christmas and if I do not see him to-day, you know I shall have to wait a whole year."

"Yes, you may go out and look for Santa Claus," the Child's mother said, and she brought him his warm coat and cap and his red mittens; "but do not go too far away from home, for Santa Claus stays very close to the homes where there are children on Christmas Eve," she added.

So the Child started out. He was very sure that he would know Santa Claus when he saw him. Ever since he was a very little boy he had seen pictures of Santa Claus. He would be a jolly, fat little old man with twinkling eyes and a nose like a cherry. He would wear a long red cloak and, perhaps, he would be in his toy shop making toys, of which he would give the child a great many. Or he would be driving his sleigh full of toys through the city, and the Child would know that he was coming by the tinkling sound of his silver bells.

At the gate the Child met his grandfather. He was a very old man with white hair and spectacles. But he could play horse as well as the Child, and all the child's nicest toys, the stone blocks, and the train with tracks, and all the rest, his grandfather had given him. Now, his grandfather's arms were full of fat, mysterious parcels. One parcel bulged as if it were a toy fire engine, and another parcel bulged as if it were a baseball mask, and a ball, and gloves.

"Where are you going?" the Child's grandfather asked.

"I am going to see Santa Claus," the Child answered.

The grandfather smiled until his blue eyes shone. "Will you know Santa Claus when you see him?" he asked.

"Oh, yes," the child said. "Santa Claus is an old man with white hair, and twinkling eyes, and a nose like a cherry—" but the Child suddenly stopped.

"Oho!" his grandfather laughed, and the Child listened in surprise. He had never heard such a merry laugh before. His grandfather rubbed his nose that the cold had painted as red as a cherry. Then his grandfather was gone, and the Child went on, wondering.

The streets were full of people, their arms crowded with big white parcels tied with red ribbon. Some of them carried great green wreaths and bunches of holly. There were so many grocery teams, and toy shop teams, and flower shop teams that the Child was afraid to cross the street. He went part of the way across. Then he saw the horses coming, and he did not know which way to go. He might have been hurt, but a kind hand took hold of his and helped him safely across the street. He looked up at the man, who wore a long red cloak trimmed with white.

"Who are you?" the Child asked.

"One of the Christmas helpers," the man said. "I stand here at the street corner and ring a Christmas bell, and people who pass by give me money for my poor ones. And where are you going?" he asked the Child.

"I am going to see Santa Claus," the Child answered.

"Will you know Santa Claus when you see him?" the man asked.

"Oh, yes," the Child said. "Santa Claus wears a long red cloak trimmed with white—" But then the Child stopped.

The man pulled his red cloak about him. It was very cold and he had no fire. Then he took his place at the street corner again. The Child watched him and then went on, wondering.

A little farther on, there was an old man, sitting in a shop, and making toys. Once he had been a soldier, but now he was able to do nothing but sit at his work bench carving, and gluing, and painting playthings for children. The Child went in and watched him work. There were wooly lambs that would bleat, and toy horses with harnesses on the shelves of the toy shop. There were dolls with blue eyes, and dolls with brown eyes, and dolls that could talk, and dolls that could walk, all waiting there for Christmas Eve. The toyman, himself, was fitting wheels on wooden carts and wheelbarrows, and as he worked he sang a quaint little tune with these words,

"A little green tree,
From a far white hill,
Made a Christmas tree,
By my merry skill—"

Then the toyman, who used to be a soldier, turned to the Child who was just going out of the shop. "Where are you going?" the toyman asked the Child.

"I am going to see Santa Claus," the Child answered.

"Will you know Santa Claus when you see him?" the toyman asked.

"Oh, yes," the Child said. "Santa Claus will be making toys—" but he did not say any more, for the toyman got down from his bench and put a box of quaintly carved little wooden animals in the Child's happy hands. It was a good gift, for each animal was different, and it had taken the toyman many evenings to cut them out.

"Merry Christmas to you from Santa Claus!" said the toyman, as the Child thanked him and went on, wondering.

Now it was Christmas Eve, and so the Child started home. The lights from the Christmas candles shining from many windows made a bright path for him, and he felt very happy indeed. He knew how pleasant it would be at home. The Christmas tree would be set up, waiting for the gifts that each one was going to give the others. There would be a fire of new logs in the fireplace, and holly wreaths at the windows, and he would hang up his stocking. The Child felt as glad as if Santa Claus were walking home by his side through the snowy street, but he thought, just before he reached home,

"I wish that I could hear Santa Claus' bells!"

Then the Child stopped, and listened, he heard, coming toward him on the frosty air, the sound of many silver-toned bells. The Christmas star had shone out in the sky as soon as the sun set. Now the church bells were ringing, some near and some far, to welcome the Holy Child of Christmas Eve. Their chiming was as wonderful as the sound of the strings of silver bells on Santa Claus' sleigh.

"I shall know Santa Claus by the sound of his bells," the Child repeated to himself.

Then he came home, and his mother was very glad to have him back.

"Did you see Santa Claus?" she asked.

"Oh, yes!" the Child answered, for he was quite sure about it now. "I saw him when I met grandfather, and I saw him standing in a red cloak at the street corner and helping the poor. I saw him in the toyman's shop, and I heard his bells ringing just now. I saw Santa Claus everywhere," the Child said.

And so may every child see Santa Claus, wherever love and goodness are at the blessed Christmas time.

Christmas story`.

"A Dear Little Schemer"
By M. M. D. [Mary Mapes Dodge]

From The St. Nicholas Christmas Book (1899)

There was a little daughter once, whose feet were—oh, so small!
That when the Christmas eve came round, they wouldn’t do at all.
At least she said they wouldn’t do, and so she tried another’s,
And folding her wee stocking up, she slyly took her mother’s.

“I’ll pin this big one here,” she said—then sat before the fire,
Watching the supple, dancing flames, and shadows darting by her,
Till silently she drifted off to that queer land, you know,
Of “Nowhere in particular,” where sleepy children go.


She never knew the tumult rare that came upon the roof!
She never heard the patter of a single reindeer hoof;
She never knew how Some One came and looked his shrewd surprise
At the wee foot and the stocking—so different in size!

She only knew, when morning dawned, that she was safe in bed.
“It’s Christmas! Ho!” and merrily she raised her pretty head;
Then, wild with glee, she saw what “dear old Santa Claus” had done,
And ran to tell the joyful news to each and every one:

“Mama! Papa! Please come and look! a lovely doll, and all!”
And “See how full the stocking is! Mine would have been too small.
I borrowed this for Santa Claus. It isn’t fair, you know,
To make him wait forever for a little girl to grow.”

Christmas Eve !

 I wish you and your loved ones a warm, unforgettable Christmas ♥

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