Santa Claus

“If a man does not believe in luck, he has not rich life experience.”
by Joseph Conrad

This story happened on December 31, last year.

In an old wooden house, in a deaf village, near Mosaisk, lived a boy Timothy. He lived and longed for the New Year’s miracle, especially on such a day. But how, boy? Not so a boy, at fifty he is a little, but until retirement is still a long way away.

The children grew up, flew around the country, the wife has long gone to earn money in Moscow, and there she stayed. There was no work in the village, so Timothy lived a household: two chickens, eggs, a garden. Occasionally - then there, then here, chopped up, dried mushrooms on the track will sell, in order to earn a couple of live rubles for the utility and for the chicken, so, everything is only his own. Timothy would have long been happy to sleep, but it did not work out, because it also requires any financial investments.

And here, on that last day of the calendar, the man was especially busy. The neighbor, out, all like people: New Year's Eve, a tree, a mandarine, maybe even champagne will drink, or even go to visit, or invite someone to himself. And Timothy, as for evil, the money was left only for bread, even for a hammer is not enough. The grief.

You could, of course, visit a neighbor, but with empty hands, somehow.
You will not go with one bread.
But, New Year's miracle is such a convenient thing, if without it nowhere, it will definitely happen. That day it came to Timothy, who was hopelessly grieved. The whole village still remembers it with envy and whispers. There is something to remember:

- And Timothy is ours, good, as much as he did not tell about himself, such serious and rich friends hid, quietly. Have you heard? On the New Year, from the very morning to him in the courtyard came dear guests: two solid men and a woman with them.
Yes, I have heard, even seen. Did you see what a rich car they were in? All black, fashionable and immediately see what it is worth, like our whole village. and Prim. Author - Running forward, I will confirm that yes, approximately as much as it is worth).
Yes, they walked well, until the evening, drank, ate, laughed, there was a glimpse from the window. Salute from the garden. By the evening, at nine o’clock, they said goodbye to Timothy and left.
A greeting? I remember, of course. It was as bright as day as the red square.

And the neighbors did not know that the magical Santa Claus, to say goodbye to Timothy: a bottle of cognac, a bottle of champagne, a bowl of red caviar, and on the table unnoticed a thousand rubles thrown.
Our boy gathered all this countless New Year's wealth and boldly went to ask for a visit to his neighbor. With ink and champagne, he was already himself as a gift.

They both had a wonderful New Year. Even made friends. They are friends, it’s softly said. Probably all the upcoming New Years, they will also meet together.

So believe, friends, in the new year’s miracle, and it will definitely happen. You will ask, “How?”
Yes, every time in a different way and always unpredictable, the main thing is to really want and be ready for it.
With Timothy, for example, it happened this way:
He woke up neither light nor dawn, in the soul of thirst, in his pockets an empty pack of cigarettes. I was walking around the house, the mood was not new year at all. I put on a fuchsia, went out on the street to breathe the air, and if lucky, then shoot a cigarette.
He looks, in front of his gate is a large black car, the beauty of extraordinary, and next to two Santa Claus (judging by the hats) and a snowmen with them. Timothy greeted, congratulated with the coming New Year and asked:

Have you been stuck for a while? Do you need a scarf?

Clause replied that no, but did not refuse help:

- You see, we go all the way from Minsk, to visit, for the New Year, we still have thirty kilometers, but we didn't count a little, rounded up here and got up. Neither there nor here.
Do you need gasoline?
The point is not, it is much worse. The car is electric and works from the router. Here, if you found an extender, then you would be very helpful to us, but it will have to charge for seven hours, no less, to get enough to get there.
What is the problem? Seven, seven or eight, if necessary. Why not help people? Do not leave you on the road for a party. We will find the extender, of course. Please go to the yard and park next to O-O-N with that fortress...

P.S

With New Year!
May each of us have everything: happy, healthy and on time.