{"id":10581,"date":"2020-01-10T11:04:47","date_gmt":"2020-01-10T11:04:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/etims.net\/?p=10581"},"modified":"2020-01-10T11:08:44","modified_gmt":"2020-01-10T11:08:44","slug":"celtic-xmas-cracker-miracle-on-new-street","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/etims.net\/?p=10581","title":{"rendered":"Celtic Xmas Cracker – Miracle on New Street"},"content":{"rendered":"

Reposting this piece from 2016 as a tribute and thank you to Scott Sinclair for his wonderful contribution and professionalism to our Celtic cause.<\/em><\/p>\n

Best Regards<\/em><\/p>\n

Etims<\/em><\/p>\n

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The Little girl sat patiently on the rug as the CBeebie show came to an end.<\/p>\n

“You ready to see Santa?” asked her mum.<\/p>\n

The little girl stared back up at her mother and smiled.<\/p>\n

Her mum had told her how Santa would be in town that day and all the kids would be going to see him, get a picture and a present and get to tell Santa what they wanted for Xmas. The little girl would get to see the nice old man in his big red suit and see all the kids tell him about all the toys they would love for Xmas.<\/p>\n

As she waited for her mother to fix her coat, the main door of the house opened and her father entered.
\nThe man was tall, slim and athletic and he immediately bent down to see his baby girl.
\nThe man, who had a tired look upon his face, hugged his beloved daughter and lifted her into his arms.<\/p>\n

“We’re off to see Santa” said the little girls mother\u00a0 before asking “Fancy it?”.<\/p>\n

“Cant, I’m going to see if anything doing for over the holidays” sighed her dad before turning back to his daughter. “You have a great time with Mummy”\u00a0 and the father kissed his little girl and said “Let me give you a hand out”. The 3 of them then headed outside to the car.<\/p>\n

Father placed the little girl in the car seat and she looked\u00a0on as her mother and father spoke outside. She could see her father stance was slightly slumped and he had been looking so sad lately despite the smile he wore whenever he saw and played with her. “It hadnt always been like that” was what\u00a0her mother had said during bath-time one night. The little girls father had been so happy and joyful but then he had problems at work and had been under a cloud for so long now.
\nThe little girl watched as her mother patted her father on the shoulder, kissed him goodbye and came into the car to join her.<\/p>\n

“All set?” asked Mother smiling down.<\/p>\n

The girl smiled up at her beautiful loving mother.<\/p>\n

The car reversed out the driveway and the rest of the day was a blur. The visit to Santa went without a hitch and as her mother held her for a picture, Santa had promised to make all the little girl’s dreams come true. After Santa, the little girl was amazed at all the sights and sounds in the department store and then her mother had taken her on visits to be with her friends and family. It had been some day.<\/p>\n

Next thing the little girl knew her father was\u00a0 lifting her out the car and taking her up to bed.<\/p>\n

“Okay, time for sleep, Santa’s little helper” said the little girls Daddy as he laid her down and pulled up the covers.
\nThe girl suddenly squeezed her all tiny fingers around her daddy’s\u00a0 thumb and then let go and relaxed in the bed.
\nThe little girl’s father looked down at his thumb and smiled. He then\u00a0 tucked his daughter in and kissed her goodnight before stepping back and leaving her to sleep.<\/p>\n

Xmas day came and Santa had left a mountain of wrapped presents for her and the girl, with the help of her Mummy and Daddy and friends and family opened them all with glee. With each gift the little girl, her mother and her father all smiled and every toy was played with before the end of the day and every outfit held up with a smile and a nod\u00a0towards future wearing. By early evening the little girl was again tired out and once again her father was lifting her up and taking her to bed.<\/p>\n

As the father lay his daughter down, he\u00a0softly said to\u00a0her “I hope you got everything you wanted for Xmas sweetheart”. The little girl yawned widely before again hugging his thumb tightly with all her tiny hands might. The man looked down, smiled and put his daughter once again to bed with a kiss.<\/p>\n

Soon winter came and the snow fell. The little girl watched as older kids enjoyed playing at snow angels and making snowmen. Mother and Father noticed that each day their growing girl\u00a0seemed to\u00a0sit further up in her chair and seemed to almost hesitate for a few seconds as if looking for something but then almost shrug and just carry on as normal.<\/p>\n

Eventually the snow stopped falling and\u00a0 Spring arrived. The sun started to shine a little higher in the sky and gradually the days got warmer, the landscape got greener and the little girl enjoyed being outside\u00a0 more and more. Each morning she did her sit up check and each day found her repeating her shrugging and carrying on action.<\/p>\n

Spring then passed into Summer and it was\u00a0now a\u00a0summer\u00a0 morning when the little girls father gently placed her\u00a0 into her new high chair.
\nThe little girl as expected began her stretches and her father smiled and said “If only you talked and you could tell us what your up to eh?”.<\/p>\n

The girl smiled back at her father\u00a0and then she suddenly looked sharply to the left.<\/p>\n

The phone began to ring.<\/p>\n

The little girl’s shocked Father stared from the phone, then to his daughter and then to the phone again.<\/p>\n

The little girls Mother entered the room and\u00a0lifted the receiver and said “Hello?”.<\/p>\n

The little girl watched as her mother nodded her head, spoke softly into the phone and then reached out towards her father with the receiver. “Its for you” said Mother whilst raising her eyebrows and looking rather excited.<\/p>\n

The little girls father stood up straight and as he stepped over to take the receiver, her mother passed him and then lifted the girl up out the high-chair and held her tightly in her arms as both watched\u00a0as Father raised the headset to his head<\/p>\n

The father paused to\u00a0compose\u00a0 himself and then cautiously said “Hello?”<\/p>\n

A soft voice on the other end said “Hi, Scott, Brendan Rodgers here, how do you fancy coming to Celtic?”<\/p>\n

The daughter watched as her father smiled and his face lit up with unbridled joy.<\/p>\n

The little girls mother \u00a0hugged her tightly\u00a0while her father spoke into the phone with\u00a0his head nodding relentlessly during the conversation.<\/p>\n

After a few minutes, the girls father\u00a0said “See you soon” and then replaced\u00a0the handset. The girls father\u00a0then turned\u00a0and strode towards them, arms outstretched and with the broadest of smiles. The father hugged his wife and child tightly for what seemed like an age\u00a0\u00a0and\u00a0then when he went to break the family huddle, the little girl reached up and held his thumb tightly with her hand.<\/p>\n

Both father and mother looked down as one at their beautiful child. The world seemed to be on pause.<\/p>\n

The little girl looked up at\u00a0her loving father and mother\u00a0and then\u00a0she whispered her first word…”Santa!”<\/p>\n

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