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A Santastic Treat

Updated: May 15, 2020

I was pretty on the fence about participating in Susanna Leonard Hill's Holiday writing contest... as you can see by my lack of posts on this blog, life has been a little bit crazy and busy. But in the most amazing ways. We've had a lot of fun around here, and the blog has suffered. But when I sat down to see if I could come up with a little story, I ended up writing out two and it was so fun! So I figured I might as well throw my hat in the ring! To read more about the contest, check out Susanna's blog here. The basics are:

Write a children’s holiday story (children here defined as age 12 and under) about A Holiday TREAT! The story is not to exceed 250 words.

So without further ado, here is my first entry. You can read my second entry here.

A Santastic Treat

By Kailei Pew

242 words

“…” Mindy said, trying to balance the last gumdrop on top of her creation. The other elves were busy wrapping toys. But Mindy had the most important job of all. She was making the gingerbread sculpture for Santa’s Christmas party. It was Santa’s favorite tradition. The treat of all treats. The centerpiece of the celebration.

It had to be Santastic.

She held her breath and let go.


Mindy sighed as her gingerbread palace crumbled.

“It wasn’t right anyways,” she thought.

Mindy tried again.

She measured and mixed.

Baked and built.

Frosted and finished.

But it was still all wrong.

Mindy scratched her head and baked again.

She tried the Eiffel Tower.

Too pointy.

She tried the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Too tilty.

She tried the Colosseum.

Too crumbly.

Everything she crafted was wrong, wrong, wrong.

Mindy flopped down, creating a cloud of flour.

When the dust settled, she looked at her designs. They were impressive, but they didn’t mean anything.

Maybe she needed something more personal.

Something close to home.



With ten pounds of sugar and a little elf magic…

Light poured from the candy cane poles.

Glitter shimmered across the powdered sugar snow.

And smoke curled up the gingerbread chimneys.

Santa’s Village came to life!

“Ho, Ho, Ho!” Santa’s eyes twinkled when he saw the masterpiece at the party. “It’s almost too good to eat.” He winked at Mindy as he took the first Santastic bite.



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