This
I Believe
By Isobel Weiner 708
I
believe in the power of believing. I remember when I was seven or so and I was really
eager for my gifts on Christmas Eve, and I couldn’t wait for “Santa” to come
and deliver them. I remember having a feeling of nervous excitement all morning
waiting upon the arrival of Santa in his big red sleigh. It was about eleven
o’clock when I finally heard footsteps on the roof of my house, and I assumed
it was Santa, coming with his reindeer. I ran to my bed and hid under the
covers because I truly thought I wouldn’t get any presents if I was awake. I
fell asleep and woke up the next morning to the smell of fresh pine from the
tree, and was pleased to see multiple gifts. I truly believed that some magical
person from the North Pole had flown down to my house on his sleigh to give me
presents on Christmas. I had made him cookies the night before, and even set
out carrots for Rudolph and the rest of the reindeers. The point is, it doesn’t
matter what you believe, but having a belief in something is a truly a happy
and magical thing.
Another time I
believed was when I was six. I had just lost my front tooth in an alarmingly
large puddle of blood, and I slipped it, blood and all, right under my pillow.
I thought the tooth fairy was going to come and collect it in the middle of the
night. I was a little worried as I went to sleep, because I wondered how the
tiny little tooth fairy would be able to reach under my head for the tooth. But
worries aside, I soon fell asleep. I woke up so many times that night, and was
constantly checking under my pillow to see if my tooth had disappeared. The
last time I checked, at about three in the morning, it was gone, and in its
place was a one dollar bill. I was so happy right then, because for a moment I
had thought the tooth fairy wasn’t coming, since my tooth was still under my
pillow at midnight. Having that belief in a little fairy made me feel secure
and cheerful. That is the power of a belief in something magical. It can transform
an unhopeful person into a hopeful one. It can make a little girl be happy and
imaginative. That is why I believe in the power of believing. A belief can keep
you going through tough times; a belief can change someone’s life. I believe in
believing.
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