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|Amy's Magic Christmas (youngsters:adventure, 21065 words)|
|Author: JoeD||Added: Jun 22 2007||Views/Reads: 12534/6730||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Amy Clayton is a ten year old with a heart of gold. She wants her family to have a joyous Christmas, but it doesn't seem like they will this year due to Amy's father having lost his job. Being the oldest of three children, Amy sets out to try to do s|
Joe DeMonte 20,789 words 1586 Heather Drive #102 98 pages Yuba City, CA 95993 tele: 530-822-7724 e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org AMY'S MAGIC CHRISTMAS by Joe DeMonte Snowflakes began to fall from the gray sky above Amy Clayton, just as she was about to enter the downtown mall. She was glad she had decided to wear her jacket with the hood today. It would probably be snowing heavily by the time she finished her business here and was ready to head for home. Once inside the mall, she took refuge away from the numerous holiday shoppers and stuck her right hand into the pocket of her jacket. She withdrew the small news ad and viewed it again. Helper wanted for holiday season. Part time only. 4 to 6 week days, 9-6 Saturdays and Sundays. Must be neat, courteous and reliable. Apply in person at Jensen's Toy Shoppe in the downtown mall. Amy slipped the news ad back in her pocket, brushed a few wet snow spots from her jacket, then looked around. She spotted the Jensen Toy Shoppe on the tier to her left. With a slight feeling of fear, she nonetheless gathered up all the strength she could muster, and headed for the escalator that would take her to the upper tier. It was no wonder Amy was experiencing just a little bit of fear, perhaps mixed with some anxiety and apprehension. After all, she was only ten years of age, and this would be her first try at applying for a job. She exited the escalator, almost bumping into an older woman, whose hands were filled with shopping bags. After excusing herself, she headed with unsure feet to the toy shoppe. The shoppe was crowded and, for a moment, Amy almost forgot why she was there, as her brilliant blue eyes scanned all the wonderful new toys the shoppe offered for sale. She was looking longingly at a beautiful stuffed animal when a dark haired sales lady approached her from behind. “Can I help you?” the lady spoke out. Amy turned and looked at her, and tried to smile. “That's one of our finest bears,” the lady said. “And he is only twenty-five dollars. Shall I wrap it up for you, young lady?“ “Oh, no, ” Amy murmured, a bit nervously. “I was just looking at him. He is nice though, but I am not here to buy anything.“ “Oh?” came the saleslady's response. “So, you are just window shopping, is that it?“ “Uh, no, ” Amy replied awkwardly. “I'm not doing that either. I'm here about the job.“ “The job?” the lady said, looking puzzled. “Yes,” Amy said quickly. “The helper's job. Is it already taken?” Then Amy withdrew the now crumpled news ad from her jacket pocket and handed it to the woman. The woman read it quickly, then looked down and smiled at Amy. “How old are you, dear?” the sales lady asked her politely. “Ten,” Amy said truthfully. The woman smiled again. “Well, you are much too young, I'm afraid,” she explained in a soothing voice. “You see, state laws forbid us from hiring anyone under the age of sixteen.“ “But I'm a good worker,” Amy told her. “My teacher, Mrs. Evans, says I am the best worker in her class, and I help my mom at home, too. I can do lots of things. I can clean, sweep, do dishes, and lots of other things. Sometimes, I even help my mom with cooking meals.“ “I'm sure you do, dear,” the saleslady said, admiring this young girl's attitude and determination. “And I'll bet you would make a truly fine and capable employee, but the law is very clear on that sort of thing. You wouldn't want to get us, or yourself, in any trouble, would you?“ “Oh, no,” Amy stated honestly. “I wouldn't want to do that. I just want a job. You see, my dad lost his job at the insurance company where he worked, and my mom has to stay home because I have a new baby sister that she has to take care of. I have a smaller brother, too, but he's seven now, and not so much trouble any more. I thought if I could get a job, like after school and on weekends, I could help my mom and dad pay some bills, and maybe we could even have a nice Christmas this year.“ “Well, that certainly is very admirable and unselfish of you, but we just could not hire you because of your age, you see?“ “I -- I guess so, ” Amy responded, a look of sorrow crossing her pretty face. “I didn't know there was any law against working.” “If you come back and see us when you are sixteen, I am sure we could find a spot here for you,“ the woman told her sympathetically. The woman extended her hand and Amy shook it. “I'm sorry we can't hire you, ” she told Amy. “and I hope things work out for you and your family. Everyone should be able to have a nice Christmas.“ “That's what I think, too, ” Amy said. “That's Click here to read the rest of this story (1599 more lines)
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