Today was the day that the teachers were going to put their nativity scene in their classroom. Before that happened their headmaster, Mr Rockley had asked the teachers to bring their work into the staffroom for approval. They were, after all, a Church of England school and so there was a good standard he wanted to keep up.
He passed over traditional designs before he reached the final scene laid out by Mrs Cox. He took a moment to stop and stare at the scene in front of him, a frown playing across his eyebrows. “What is this?”
“A nativity scene?” Mrs Cox said raising her voice at the end of the statement to make it a question.
“It looks more like some scene from the Hobbit, or some fantasy movie.”
“Look, I put a cross on this to make it a church. Over there is a stable, and this is a campfire which has been probably made by those shepherds watching their flock by night.”
Mr Rockley, clearly exasperated, turned to her. “There are no people!”
“Everybody knows where they are, let them use imagination.” Mrs Cox gave a smile. “Christmas is all about having just a little faith!”
Written for Sunday photo fiction
AngieTrafford 
And the sign saying “Fairies Welcome Here?” What about that, huh? 😀
I think you and I are the only ones who leveraged the cross on the Fairy house in our tales so far.
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This made me smile, Angie.
Even we non-believers have to have faith in something!
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They are probably drinking mulled wine in the pub around the corner! Nice one Angie
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I’m happy to see that the little girl in Mrs. Cox is alive and kicking 😉
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Yep, I liked Mrs. Cox’s take, all our traditions and stories can be interpreted, and I like hers. She has spirit and is showing Christmas spirit.
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Good for Mrs. Cox for thinking out of the box! Oh wow, that rhymed 🙂
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Faith and imagination. Great story Angie.
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