You are my joyful laughing box, you make me so happy.

As a four-year-old, Jonas could not see what all this fuss was about the pandemic. He could not remember last Thanksgiving or even Christmas all that well, and it did not bother him that people were wearing masks and standing farther apart. At least he was not bothered as much as the illness bothered other people. Jonas was always laughing and happy, and he still found reasons to smile even though a lot of people older than him seemed really upset.
As Christmas got closer, Jonas started to get a better idea about what was upsetting people. Jonas remembered how much fun he had meeting Santa and sitting on his knee, and he asked when they were going to the mall to meet Santa. Mom said there would be no going to the mall or sitting on Santa’s lap this year. It was too important to keep everyone safe, so he would have to write Santa a note this year to tell him what he wanted for Christmas. He was such a happy boy, he really did not want any one thing, so in his letter
he asked mom to write that he hoped Santa was feeding his reindeer and doing everything else it took to get ready. He would be happy if Santa surprised him, and he got ready to drop the letter in an envelope and have his mom mail it off. But he couldn’t stop thinking about a few things.
Jonas knew Santa would be so busy, flying all over the world as fast as possible, jumping in and out of so many houses, and sliding up and down dirty chimneys. The people on TV kept saying it was important to wash your hands often and wear a clean mask. Jonas watched his dad clean the chiminea on their porch. It was black as could be after they used it for just a couple of hours. He asked his dad if chimneys were just as dirty. “Well Jonas, most people who use fireplaces to keep warm burn coal. Coal is just a black rock. Many people use their fireplace nearly everyday this time of year, and I would say that
most chimneys are at least 10 times dirtier than our chiminea! That did it for Jonas – he went back and asked his mom to write some more in his note: "Santa, I know you have been doing this job for a long time, so please don’t get mad at me for saying this, but everyone keeps telling me how important it is to be clean and wear a clean mask. When you come by our house, I will leave you a clean mask and leave you some hand sanitizer. Please use it, and have your elves use it. All the boys and girls want you to stay well."
Santa was having a bad day when he got the mail bag in that held the letter from Jonas. Bike tires were too big or too small, toys were harder and harder to put together, and his team of elves was tired after putting in long hours.
Even the reindeer were grumpy with each other! Santa got the letter from Jonas and set it off to the side. That night at dinner, he talked to his wife. “Honey duck, every letter I get every year is give me this or give me that. I really don’t mind, but I got a letter from a little boy in Colorado, and all he talked about was what he wanted to give me. I just can’t forget that, it was so nice.” Santa had to go back to work after dinner. He did not say anything else about the letter from Jonas, but as he went through more and more letters from all over the world, he never saw any other letters as nice as the one from Jonas.
It seemed like in a blink of an eye it was Christmas Eve. The sleigh and its crew were off and running, zipping from roof top to roof top, sliding up and down chimneys, and picking up germs from every house they entered. Santa was as busy as a bee, but he also remembered what he heard about being a super spreader. “How close are we to the house of that nice little boy -what was his name? Jonas? Yes, that’s it – are we
near his house yet?” The lead elf, Perry, was also the navigator. He told Santa that Jonas’ house was coming right up. “All right, then Perry – clear up a space right next to me, and be quick about it.” Perry wondered how he would make room for anything in the crowded sleigh, but he did as he was told. Santa told the elves to take care of the next delivery, he had a special task to do. Instead of taking a load of toys to place under the tree, he went straight to the bedroom of mom and dad and tugged on heir night gowns. “I have something to ask you” he said, as he huddled in the corner for a few minutes with Jonas’ parents. Pretty soon Santa hollered “Load up, we’re heading out.” This time there was a wide-eyed boy seated
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You are my joyful laughing box, you make me so happy.

As a four-year-old, Jonas could not see what all this fuss was about the pandemic. He could not remember last Thanksgiving or even Christmas all that well, and it did not bother him that people were wearing masks and standing farther apart. At least he was not bothered as much as the illness bothered other people. Jonas was always laughing and happy, and he still found reasons to smile even though a lot of people older than him seemed really upset.
As Christmas got closer, Jonas started to get a better idea about what was upsetting people. Jonas remembered how much fun he had meeting Santa and sitting on his knee, and he asked when they were going to the mall to meet Santa. Mom said there would be no going to the mall or sitting on Santa’s lap this year. It was too important to keep everyone safe, so he would have to write Santa a note this year to tell him what he wanted for Christmas. He was such a happy boy, he really did not want any one thing, so in his letter
he asked mom to write that he hoped Santa was feeding his reindeer and doing everything else it took to get ready. He would be happy if Santa surprised him, and he got ready to drop the letter in an envelope and have his mom mail it off. But he couldn’t stop thinking about a few things.
Jonas knew Santa would be so busy, flying all over the world as fast as possible, jumping in and out of so many houses, and sliding up and down dirty chimneys. The people on TV kept saying it was important to wash your hands often and wear a clean mask. Jonas watched his dad clean the chiminea on their porch. It was black as could be after they used it for just a couple of hours. He asked his dad if chimneys were just as dirty. “Well Jonas, most people who use fireplaces to keep warm burn coal. Coal is just a black rock. Many people use their fireplace nearly everyday this time of year, and I would say that
most chimneys are at least 10 times dirtier than our chiminea! That did it for Jonas – he went back and asked his mom to write some more in his note: "Santa, I know you have been doing this job for a long time, so please don’t get mad at me for saying this, but everyone keeps telling me how important it is to be clean and wear a clean mask. When you come by our house, I will leave you a clean mask and leave you some hand sanitizer. Please use it, and have your elves use it. All the boys and girls want you to stay well."
Santa was having a bad day when he got the mail bag in that held the letter from Jonas. Bike tires were too big or too small, toys were harder and harder to put together, and his team of elves was tired after putting in long hours.
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