Lovely Dream
Hello, I’m Joyce, and I’m thrilled to welcome you into my story! I believe something in my scene drew you here, and that’s what led you to my page. How lovely you are! I’m sure you’re curious to hear the story behind this scene. I can’t wait to share my dream with you and bring you into the magical Christmas atmosphere everyone eagerly awaits.
In 1920, in Indiana, just days before Christmas, I was so eager to meet Santa Claus that I couldn’t sleep for four nights. Then, one night, my mom noticed me crying. So, she came into my room and began telling me a beautiful Christmas story about Santa. As I listened with excitement, I eventually drifted into a deep sleep, where my mom’s story became my dream, vivid and real.
I wished I’d never wake up from that dream. When I did, though, I felt happy and couldn’t wait to tell my brothers, Liam, Marc, Frank, and my sister, Christine. I called them over, and we sat together while I told them about my dream.
On that sunny Sunday afternoon at 2 pm, our village buzzed with excitement, eagerly awaiting Santa’s arrival. A wintery scene decorated the square: garlands of lights twinkling overhead, while wreaths and holly adorned every doorway. The scent of pine, cinnamon, and freshly baked gingerbread filled the air. Suddenly, laughter and cheers erupted as Santa appeared, stepping onto the snowy village path with a presence that warmed even the chilliest afternoon.
Santa was magnificent, his beard cascaded down his chest like a waterfall of snow, glinting in the sunlight. His face, glowing with joy, was framed by a cranberry-red coat so vibrant it stood out against the frosty backdrop. Over his shoulder hung a jute bag overflowing with gifts, each handmade with such care and charm that the sight left the children wide-eyed in wonder. We gathered in awe, gazing at the treasures within.
Then, As Santa scanned the crowd, his eyes twinkling, he caught my gaze and strolled over with a warm smile. “What’s your name, my dear?” he asked, his voice deep and kind.
“Joyce,” I replied, feeling my cheeks blush with excitement.
“What a beautiful name, Joyce,” he said, his tone sincere and gentle. “And tell me, do you like the long beard of Santa Claus?” He gestured to his snowy beard, which looked softer and more magical than I’d ever imagined.
“Of course!” I exclaimed, grinning. His next words made my heart skip.
“Would you like to slide on it?” he asked, his voice full of the magic of Christmas.
“Wow, Santa, that’s magical!” I couldn’t believe it. So, all the kids and I shouted, accepting Santa’s offer.
Santa chuckled, then spread his hand beneath his beard, creating a smooth, snowy path. He patted it, inviting me to climb on. I called to my brothers and sister, “Liam, Marc, Frank, Christine, come on play!” Their eyes lit up as they joined, and soon we were gliding down Santa’s beard, feeling the softness under us and laughing with delight. Other kids joined in, and soon the air was filled with joyous laughter and snowballs as we playfully tossed them at one another. Santa watched with a hearty chuckle, his own laugh booming like jingle bells.
Then, his voice called out over the fun, “Hey, kids! Aren’t you tired of sliding? Don’t you want your special gifts?”
“Yes, we do!” we shouted in unison, scrambling up with bright eyes and pink cheeks. Each of us received a beautiful handmade gift, crafted uniquely for every child, along with candies wrapped in shimmering paper. When I bit into mine, the taste was unlike anything I’d ever known, like the essence of Christmas itself, sweet, rich, and magical, a flavour that felt as if it came straight from paradise. Even now, I can still taste that unforgettable sweetness that only Santa’s Christmas could bring.
“Wow, Joyce, that dream sounds incredible!” my brothers exclaimed, their eyes lighting up with excitement. “We can’t wait for Santa to arrive!” They thanked me eagerly for sharing, and as we kept talking, our mother listened from the kitchen, a warm smile spreading across her face.
| Doll Information | |
| Name | The Lovely Dream |
| Identification Number | 10193 |
| Date of Creation | October 2024 |
| Creation Period | 20 Days |
| Date of Honor | January 2026 |
| Country of Residence | The Netherlands |
Nativity Scene
Gloria: Hello, it’s Gloria, the angel of the nativity scene and sister of the angel Moria. I’m happy to have you in our scene, where the great miracle of the nativity took place.
In the town of Nazareth, on the outskirts of the Judean desert, there were shepherds in a field who were keeping watch over their flock at night. The angel Gabriel appeared to Mary, a young woman engaged to Joseph, a carpenter. Gabriel told her she would conceive a child by the holy spirit and name him Jesus, who would be the Son of God. Mary and Joseph traveled to Bethlehem for a census. Finding no room at the inn, they stayed in a stable, where Mary gave birth to Jesus. She laid him in a manger.
Two soulful shepherd brothers, suddenly, an angel appeared before their eyes and hurried to tell them the good news that the child who was now born, whom they would see lying in a manger, was a prophet, having shown the shepherds a sign by which they would be able to recognize him. They hurried to see the baby and spread the news. Wise men from the east, guided by a star, brought gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh, worshipping Jesus as king.
One of the brothers took his horn to call the folks melodically. The second brother picked up the song on his instrument, the bagpipe. As soon as the angelic choir finished its song, the Angel disappeared, and the angelic music remained in the air, setting off on their way to bring their modest gifts to Jesus lying in the nativity scene.
The characters representing the handmade nativity set are Mary, Joseph, Jesus, two wise men, Gaspar and Melchior, the angel Gloria, and two soulful shepherds.
I want to mention that my sister Moria plans to join us, but she’s sitting and waiting on a cloud for your permission. Would you like my sister Moria to be part of the scene? No worries; she will join us for free. Not yet. Abraham is also coming to us after hearing the shepherds’ magical call and witnessing the sacred event that God had promised him would take place. Do you want him to join us voluntarily as well? Both will be delighted to join the scene for free if you desire.
Carla
I’m Clara, a talented acrobat performing in a circus to cover my living expenses. However, I realized that my earnings from the Russian circus were insufficient to support my family due to my low salary. To make ends meet, I decided to work as a street acrobat after my circus performances, showcasing my skills to anyone who would watch. Each performance brought in a little extra money, and I hoped it would help provide for my family’s needs.
While working on the street, I met a professional dancer named Lucas in the central square. His performance, where he mimics a living statue, is captivating. One day, he asked if I could help him create a beautiful costume like mine. I invited him for coffee at my home and asked my mother, who is skilled in tailoring, to design a new costume for him. She took his measurements and crafted an amazing costume. He looked stunning in it, and I wasn’t sure if I had fallen in love with him or with the costume!
“Thank you, ma’am. I love your design; it’s so fashionable. How much does it cost?” Lucas asked. “Don’t worry about it, son. This is a gift from me to you. Save your money for something more important,” my mother replied. “Oh, this is too much for me, ma’am. I appreciate it,” Lucas responded, touched by her kindness. I was delighted that my mother did this favor for Lucas; he truly deserved it. He always worked hard and cared for others, so seeing him happy made my heart swell with joy.
Want to see my darling, Lucas?
| Doll Information | |
| Name | Carla |
| Identification Number | 7413 |
| Date of Creation | March 2024 |
| Creation Period | 7 Days |
| Date of Honor | November 2025 |
| Country of Residence | The Netherlands |