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Well, that was the plan anyway. Tarken's wings just weren't strong enough, and he
crash landed next to a neighbors back door. The loud bang that he made awakened two little mice that were sleeping under the stairs, and they ran out to see what had happened. "What is it Jack?" asked one of the mice. "It looks like a big lizard Ralph," the curious mouse said. "Am notta litherd," said Tarken from under the snow. The mice ran over, and jumped on top of Tarken's head.
"Hey," yelled Tarken, as he shook them off of his head. "I'm not an amusement ride!"
The mice squeaked at each other, and then looked back at the dragon. "Aren't you
scared of me?" asked Tarken. They still didn't move. "Hello? I'm a big scary dragon." He flapped his wings. "See? Roar."
The mice glanced at each other again, with their eyebrows raised. "Come on Ralph, let's
get some breakfast," said Jack. They scurried out of sight. "Well, that figures," said Tarken as he pulled himself out of the snow. He dusted himself off, and then paused when he heard a familiar melody. "Louis?" asked Tarken to himself. He could hear Louis playing his instrument nearby. He went to check it out. |
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Tarken groaned, and rubbed his cheek
briskly. Then he stood up, and decided that it was time to be a man. He opened the window, stepped back, and leaped through it. He was going to fly! |
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Very Graphic Intense!
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"I'm gonna trot trot, trot trot, trot to rock and roll!" sang Elvis the Horse. He didn't have
anybody to pull in his carriage yet, so he was dancing and singing near the entrance of Central Park. He kicked up his hooves, and swung his neck back and forth. "I'm gonna trot with all my soul!" he sang. A lot of people were gathered around to see him, and they clapped as he sank into a low bow. "Thank you," he said in a thick accent. "Thank you very much."
Elvis the Horse went for a big finish, and jumped into the air at the end of his song.
"Yeah!" shouted Louis. He laughed, and clapped his hands at the horse. "Man that horse can rock!" Louis said to his friends. Tarken agreed, and clapped his hands too. Once the people started to leave, Jane walked up the Elvis the Horse.
"How are ya today?" she asked him. "Pretty good little lady," he answered. Jane giggled
and said, "Would you mind taking us around the park? I want to go skating." Elvis motioned to his driver, who jumped down from his seat, and began hooking the horse back up to the carriage. "Sure thing. Why don't you hop on in here?" |
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Sal and Jane returned, and the four friends
hopped in a cab to Central Park to see the famous Elvis the Horse. He pulled a carriage in Central Park, and always drew quite a crowd when he sang Elvis tunes. Tarken had never seen him before, but he was looking forward to it! |
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Tarken ran excitedly up to Jane's house and rang the doorbell. Their mother answered the
door, and a worried look came over her face. "Who is it Mom?" asked Jane. She came to the door, and first looked puzzled, but then looked annoyed. "Very funny," she said. Tarken raised an eyebrow. This was not the reaction he expected. "Ho-ho-ho!" came a voice from inside. Tarken raced in to find Sal and Louis both dressed as Santa Claus. "Ah man, you're killin me," said Louis. He and Sal had already pulled off their beards. Sal took one look at Tarken, and then fell over onto the floor laughing.
"What a great idea we all had," he said after he recovered. Jane was mad. "You don't have
to try and trick me," she said. "I know there's no Santa Claus." Tarken ran over to her. "But you don't understand," he said quickly. "I saw him. I really did. He flew by, and left this present for you." Jane rolled her eyes. "Enough already," she said. "No, but it's true. It's really true! I SAW SANTA CLAUS! He's real!" Jane was confused. "But Sal said .."
Tarken pulled off his beard. "Jane, don't listen to Sal. You believe in Santa. I know you do!
I believe in him. Did you hear me? I believe in Santa Clause!" Jane's face lit up. "Come on everybody!" shouted Tarken. |
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Sal had to help Jane into the carriage, because it was too high for her to reach
on her own. "Thanks Sal," she said once they were all in. "Let's rock!" said the horse as he began to pull the carriage. It started with a lurch, and went very fast as he trotted down the road. He neighed to the other horses that passed them by.
Jane settled in, and then suddenly clapped her hands. "Oh, I can't wait for
tonight!" she said. Sal rolled his eyes. "Jane, you're big enough to know that there's no such thing as Santa Claus." Jane looked angry. "There is so! Daddy told me that there's a Santa, and I believe him!" She and Sal argued for a minute, and Tarken purposely stayed out of it. He believed in Santa too, and he didn't want Sal and Louis to think he was uncool by saying so.
"Your Dad is Santa," Louis told Jane. "Yeah," Sal agreed. Jane had become
very red in the face. "He is not!" she screamed, and then she kicked Sal in the leg. "Yeow!" Sal shouted as he grabbed his sore leg. Tarken snickered. Good for you Jane, he thought. Jane crossed her arms, and turned away from Sal and Louis. She was quiet for the rest of the ride |
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The cab stopped, and the two
dragons got out, and began to walk over to Sal and Jane's house. Out of the corner of his eye, Tarken saw something sweep past the tall buildings nearby. It was red, and had a faint jingling coming from it. "Uh," said Tarken to his dad. "Did you see that?" Dorp stood very still with wide eyes. "I don't know what I just saw," he answered. Then they saw it again, and it was a little bit closer. It looked like Santa's sleigh! And a package fell out of it as it flew by. Tarken ran over to the package. "To Jane," it read. Tarken's eyes opened wide |
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He soared up to Lady Liberty's torch,
looked out over the city and screamed, "Merry Christmas New York!" |
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A New York Christmas was written in 1986 by Sandi
Johnson. It was revised for re-release in 2002, and is better than ever! The story takes a journey into Manhatten during the 1950's. Places visited in pictures are Greenwich Villiage, Rockefeller Center, Central Park, Ellis Island and Little Italy. Fly along with Tarken as he sets out to prove once and for all that Santa truly does exist, even in the hearts of little dragons! |
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25 Pages (4,915 words), Plastic Binding
Best suited for ages 7 & up
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