The Toymaker: A Christmas Story by J.M.Okano

     A poor boy was wandering from his home.  He saw a dog.
     "Come here, dog!"  he called.  "Do you have a master?"
     The dog licked the boy's hand.  Soon a man came with a stick and threw it for the dog.
     "Could you give me a job?" the boy asked the man.
     "No, I have no job to give you.  But I could show you how to make your own job.  Make children's toys."
     So the man showed the boy how to make children's toys - trains and rockinghorses mostly.  When the boy was done his training, he started his own workshop, making toys at the back of his parents' house.
     The boy thanked the man for his training.
     Santa came there to pick up toys to take to the children when his elves got the flu one year.
    "What's your name?"  asked Santa.
    "Elfred," said the boy glumly, thinking this was probably the last time Santa would ever pick up toys from him.
     "Oh, well, you should come and work for me at the North Pole.  You'd fit right in with a name like that!"
     The boy brightened right up and stepped into the sleigh pulled by reindeer.  He waved goodbye to his folks.  Santa's sleigh pulled away with Elfred and Santa in it, loaded with toys.  Elfred helped Santa with his rounds of children's houses, filling the stockings, and then went to the North Pole.
     What a life Elfred had there.  He met all the elves and Mrs. Santa.  He fed the reindeer and yes, you guessed it, he made toys for Santa each year.  And he went home to visit his family for Christmas.  :)

THE END