The children of the world are blissfully counting down the
days until Santa comes. So, for a minute let’s pretend you are one of those
kids….
You’re snuggled in your bed, tossing and turning. You
squeeze your eyes tight, hoping that counts for what your parent’s call sleep,
but you’re ears are tuned for any strange sound that might indicate Santa is
here.
You anticipate the morning. The toys you asked for will sit
beneath the tree, along with some special secret surprises, when suddenly you
think you hear a deep bass rhythm. You sit up in the dark, scan your room and a
guitar riff is added to the beat.
You spring from your bed, open your bedroom door and the
music grows louder. As you tiptoe downstairs, squinting in the bright light of
the living room you see a rockin’ reindeer band set up in front of your tree.
One jingles her bells. Another hits her paw with her
tambourine. Yet a third, keeps the beat with his drums. Two guitar players
compete with their tremblin’ base and screaming lead guitar, while another
spins on his head in a wild dance. A keyboard player pounds the keys while the
last reindeer croons into the mike. And standing in the spotlight, dancing to
the beat, with a microphone in his hand is Santa, but not the jolly old Santa
you expect. This Christmas dude is cool—sunglasses, a red silk scarf and a long
ponytail. This Santa is a Rock Star.
So what would you do if you were a child and you woke in the
middle of the night to find Rock Star Santa singing in your living room?
Give me your scenario. The best answer will win a signed
copy of ROCK STAR SANTA in time to be
shared with a special child or children on Christmas Eve.
ROCK STAR SANTA can be purchased from Scholastic Book Clubs See
Saw December flyer.
or the Lucky November flyer.
So check the form sent home with children from their
elementary classroom and have a ‘rockin’ Christmas.’
I'd ask if I could sing with him and then we'd dance around the Christmas tree singing, "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree. Afterwards we'd eat all the Christmas cookies my Mom baked.
ReplyDeleteI would quietly sneak out the back door and up to the roof. The sleigh is bigger than I had imagined and completely unattended. I find the key under the visor (you know those rock star types aren't very careful). I am slightly concerned about the flying reindeer busy downstairs jamming until I notice the "Rudolph power" button. My head flies back with the force of takeoff, and wind dries out my smiling mouth.
ReplyDeleteCaszia:
ReplyDeleteThanks for entering your idea.
Eat all the cookies, huh? What would Mom say the next morning when they are all gone? HA! :)
Laurie:
ReplyDeleteSo glad you stopped by to participate. I love the "Rudolph" power button. Cool idea.
Good luck! :)
Gayle,
ReplyDeleteDid you get my entry?
Mona
No, Mona. Please resend, If I got your comment, I should be able to get your entry. :)
ReplyDeleteI don't know if I can improvise here...let's see.
ReplyDeleteMy bed was a rockin'
or was it a dream
because I had asked for a bass?
I snuck down the stairs
and what a surprise
to see that familiar face.
He said I could join him
and all the reindeer
so I grabbed a bell close at hand
We jammed all together
I felt pretty proud
that He let me play in his band.
Then all of a sudden,
he said, "I must go."
but first let's relax with a snack."
I couldn't believe it
when he winked at me
and said, "When I'm done, I'll be back!"
something like that, Gayle! Thanks for the chance to win your book.
Clever, Mona.
ReplyDeleteYou even wrote it in rhyme. :)
Good luck.