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Katie and the Christmas Chimney<\/h5>\n

Katie brought the broomstick down onto the roof of Samantha\u2019s house. It was a Victorian building, rather grand, and still had a nice big chimney. It took a little magic to loosen the clay pot off the top of it and place it on a flat part of the roof above the modern extension. Katie peered into the opening in the top of the chimney flue. It was going to be a tight fit.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not going down there, is she?\u201d thought Solomon, \u201cHas she gone crazy?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Katie lowered herself into the chimney. She threw her arms straight up, and WOOOSH! \u2026 she fell straight down. \u201cAAAAAH!\u201d she screamed. Somehow she managed to slow herself by lifting up her legs. OUCH! Her knees were scraped and her dressing gown was torn, but at least she wasn\u2019t falling any more. It was totally dark in the chimney, and not at all nice.<\/p>\n

\u201cAH, AH, CHOO!\u201d<\/p>\n

Soot was getting up her nose, and she felt all grimy. Slowly, she began to edge her way down. \u201cI\u2019m going to be a very dirty Santa when I arrive,\u201d she thought to herself, \u201cbut what do people expect? If they don\u2019t clean their chimneys then they can\u2019t complain if Santa wipes his feet on their hearth rug.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then she remembered that she hadn\u2019t brought any presents. \u201cNever mind,\u201d she said to herself, \u201cthere\u2019s bound to be some under the tree, I\u2019ll just hand out those.\u201d<\/p>\n

The whole thing was starting to seem like not such a great idea when \u2013 oh no \u2013 that was confirmed. Katie found that she could not move. Either the chimney had got narrower, or she had got fatter, but either way, she was stuck.<\/p>\n

This was scary. Katie began to panic. She was breathing heavily and she could feel her belly expanding in the tight space.<\/p>\n

\u201cI must think of the thin spell,\u201d she was saying to herself. But sometimes, when you are really flustered, it\u2019s hard to remember things. The slimming spell was well-know enough in magical circles, which is why you hardly ever see a rotund witch. There was one who had made tons of money by bottling it up it with carrot juice. In her mind\u2019s eye, Katie could sort of see the right page in her magic book, but the words were all blurry. Then she remembered it \u2013 yes \u2013 in the form she had learned, you had to turn around three times \u2013 but how was she to do that when she was stuck in the chimney?<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d I\u2019ll get Isis to turn around,\u201d she thought, \u201cIt\u2019s worth a try. After all, she\u2019s my best friend so we must have a magical connection.\u201d Her phone was in the pocket of her dressing gown, but she couldn\u2019t reach it. Instead, she thought really, really hard, and sent a brain wave as a text to Isis\u2019s phone. \u201cI do hope it\u2019s not on silent,\u201d she thought.<\/p>\n

Tring! \u2013 Isis heard the message alert, and said, \u201cExcuse me,\u201d to Samantha\u2019s cousin, to whom she was chatting, and glanced at her phone. The text said:<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m in the chimney \u2013 stuck \u2013 think of me and turn around three times. It\u2019s my only hope for getting out of here\u201d.<\/p>\n

\u201cEr, excuse me again,\u201d said Isis, and she turned around three times thinking of Katie. The cousin, whose name was Ralph, and who was really quite good looking, in a slightly cruel sort of way, stared at Isis.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s for good luck \u2013 just a Christmas tradition in our family,\u201d said Isis, trying not to show how concerned she was. She glanced over to the fireplace, not quite sure what to expect \u2013 was Katie really going to drop down the chimney?<\/p>\n

VOOM!<\/p>\n

The fire lit itself and flames started to do a little dance around the wooden logs.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you see that?\u201d asked Ralph,<\/p>\n

Isis nodded. \u201cI don\u2019t think that was supposed to happen,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

And it wasn\u2019t. The spell had gone badly wrong, and now Katie, up in the chimney, was starting to feel the heat. It was getting warm, really warm, too warm.<\/p>\n

\u201cHelp!!!!!!!\u201d she called out.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you hear that?\u201d asked Ralph. \u201cIt sounded like a ghost in the chimney.<\/p>\n

\u201cMust be the wind,\u201d said Isis, who was now extremely worried. But what could she do? Should she tell Samantha\u2019s mother that her friend was stuck up her chimney?<\/p>\n

\u201cHelp!!!!\u201d called out Katie again.<\/p>\n

Up on the roof, Solomon peered into the chimney with his green eyes. \u201cHmmm, I think the silly girl\u2019s got stuck,\u201d he purred. He placed his paw above the hole and began to fish with it. Gradually a magical force began to jog Katie up and down a bit until \u2013 what a relief! \u2013 she was free \u2013 but instead of dropping down to the hearth, she was lured up to the top by Solomon.<\/p>\n

Katie scrambled out onto the roof \u2013 gasping in the fresh, cold air.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat on earth did you think you were doing?\u201d thought Solomon.<\/p>\n

\u201cI, I was playing at being Santa,\u201d said Katie.<\/p>\n

\u201cSanta?\u201d Just look at yourself. You\u2019re filthy,\u201d said Solomon. He couldn\u2019t help himself, he was talking out loud now, even though he was forbidden to do that. \u201cIf anyone saw you come creeping into their house, they\u2019d call the police,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

And Katie replied, \u201cYes, climbing up and down chimneys is a dirty, dangerous business. Kids these days don\u2019t know how lucky they are.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her phone rang. Now she was free, she could reach into her dressing gown pocket and take it out. It was Isis, anxious to know how she was.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m ok, thanks,\u201d said Katie, \u201cJust a bit shaken. I did my best, but I\u2019m really sorry, Santa won\u2019t be coming to the Christmas party this year.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s ok,\u201d said Isis, \u201cFor once, I don\u2019t think anyone will mind if Santa does not turn up. I\u2019m just happy that you are safe.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d said Katie, \u201cSo am I.\u201d<\/p>\n

Just as she spoke, the doorbell rang, and Santa came into the party with a sack of presents and started to hand them out with lots of Yo Ho Hos. It was a surprise thought up by Samantha\u2019s mum. Everyone was delighted and nobody asked how somebody so large could ever get down a chimney.<\/p>\n

And that was the story of Katie and the Christmas Chimney, written by Bertie, and read by me, Natasha.<\/p>\n

I do hope you enjoyed it.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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