Hey father Christmas

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Book 37 Page 46

Hey father Christmas! You’re just a fat old / capitalistic aristocrat.

Right kid! You’ve heard about what happens to bad boys and girls!

Yer I have, but I don’t care, I didn’t get nothin last year anyway, my Mums too poor.

Hey kid! Don’t you believe in Father Christmas?

Nope, he’s just an invention of the ruling class, thrust upon the masses to increase industrial turn over. Anyway, that’s what I’ve heard.

So where did you pick up an idea’s like that Kid, and besides, how old are you anyway?

I’m seven and I’ve heard a few things about Father Christmas from my mum, and besides, I’ve got eyes you know. Most of my friends haven’t even got enough to eat each day, and they’re all like me, they don’t believe in father Christmas as well.

You know what kid! You’re right, I am in the wrong business. Have you got a real father?

Not really, my dad and mum split up when I was only young. They were always arguing about the lack of money. Me ‘old man’ doesn’t come to see us much these days. It’s just me and mum and my younger brothers and sisters.

Well how would you like to have me as a kind of; ‘stand in father,’ someone who can take you out to interesting places from time to time?

Wow! That’ll be great, but Id have to ask me mum. O.K! That would be fun! My names Andrew, what’s yours? O this is going to be the best Christmas I’ve ever had. I love you Father Christmas. And hey! You don’t have to spoil me with all your presents.