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Once upon a Christmas, there 

lived a boy named Charlie and 

his sister, Kristy. Their family 

was very rich.

Kristy and Charlie were very 

excited about Christmas because 

they were going to get a lot of 

presents. They were also excited 

about decorating the house and 

getting to eat a big Christmas 

dinner, but the presents were 

definitely the best part!  

Two days before Christmas, 

Kristy and Charlie went to the 

park to play and get ice cream. 

When they got there, they saw 

some new kids that they'd never 

seen at the park before, and they 

looked sad...

Charlie and Kristy went over to the new kids 

to see who they were.

"We've never seen you guys here before. What 

are your names?" Kristy asked curiously.

"My name is Anna, and this is Jack, Melanie, 

and Richard," the first girl said shyly. 

"We live at the foster home down the street, 

and this is the first time we've been out in 

ages," Jack added. 

"Yea, it's kind of our Christmas present," 

Richard said. 

Kristy and Charlie looked at each 

other.

"Why don't you guys get things for 

Christmas?" Kristy finally asked.

"Because we're very poor," Melanie 

said sadly.

All the foster kids sighed and 

looked down at their torn shoes.

That night, Charlie couldn't go to bed. 

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Kristy asked as she sat up.

"It's nothing. I'm just not tired," Charlie replied.

"Why? Is it because there's only one more day left until 

we get to open our presents!?" Kristy asked excitedly.

"No," Charlie snapped.

Kristy continued to urge Charlie to talk, and after the 

fifth time, he finally confessed, "It's just those kids we 

met at the park today. I can't stop thinking about them 

and how they won't get any presents for Christmas or 

have a family to eat a nice dinner with."    

Kristy lowered her head. "I've been thinking 

about that too. But what can we do? We don't 

even know them!"

"That doesn't matter. What matters is that we 

have to do something for them or else they'll 

have an awful Christmas," Charlie replied 

sadly. 

"What should we do?" Kristy asked sleepily.

"I'm not really sure," Charlie said. "Maybe we 

can..." but he stopped talking because Kristy  

had already fallen asleep...     

The next morning was Christmas 

Eve, and Charlie desperately 

wanted to go to the park again to 

see if he could find the foster kids. 

However, his parents forced him 

to stay home to help finish 

decorating the house.  

"Can I go to the park now?" Charlie asked desperately. "I 

already finished putting lights up outside with dad."

"No," his mom said. "There's still much to be done before 

Christmas tomorrow, and your father and I need both you 

and your sister's help."

Unfortunately, going to Christmas Eve Mass was not one of 

those things.

"Why do you even want to go to the park so desperately 

today?" his dad asked.

"There's just some foster kids there that I want to spend some 

time with before Christmas. They don't have families to 

celebrate with," Charlie replied. 

"Charlie," his dad began, "Spending Christmas with your 

family is more important than wasting your time comforting 

a group of lonely kids."

Charlie angrily stomped up the 

stairs to his bedroom where 

Kristy was sitting playing with 

her dolls.

"I have a plan," Charlie said as 

he sat down on his bed. "And I 

don't care what mom or dad are 

going to think about it."

When Kristy and Charlie woke 

up on Christmas morning, they 

excitedly ran downstairs, but not 

because they were going to open 

their presents, but because they 

were going to do something else 

with them... 

The two grabbed a big sac and 

put all the presents that were 

lying underneath the Christmas 

tree into it. Then Charlie left a 

little note under the tree telling 

his parents where he and Kristy 

were going.   

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