Kufu And The Christmas Letter

Kufu and the Christmas Letter

Far away, in the sandy dunes of Egypt, in a little monster town, there lived a family of mummies and a curious little mummy boy named Kufu.

Kufu liked to ask a lot of questions.

He was curious about why the sun was so hot.

He was curious about why the sand was so dry.

He was curious about who built the pyramids.

But most of all, Kufu was curious about humans.

Humans and monsters didn’t live together, you see. Humans thought monsters were scary, so a long time ago, all the monsters moved far away.

One windy day, when Kufu was playing in his sandbox, a strange piece of paper fluttered down and landed right on top of his sand pyramid. Kufu picked it up and brushed off the sand. It was a human letter!

He carefully opened it and found a little piece of paper covered in purple crayon writing.

“Dear Santa,

I have been a very good girl this year.

Please, can I have a new baby doll for Christmas?

I’ll share it with my little sister! I Pinky Promise!

Love,

Emily”

Now Kufu was really curious. Who was Santa? What was Christmas? Kufu wondered.

Kufu knew the mummy library was the best place to go when he had questions, so he set off at a run.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Khamet,” Kufu said. “Where can I find a book about Christmas?”

“Christmas?” Mrs. Khamet said, stroking the wrappings on her chin. “Christmas... ah yes, I remember now. A human holiday. I suppose a book about Christmas might be in the human section. Here, I’ll show you.”

Mrs. Khamet led Kufu to a long row of dusty books. “Ah! Here it is. Just put it back when you’re finished, okay, Kufu?”

“Yes, Mrs. Khamet,” Kufu said.

Kufu spent all afternoon reading about Christmas. He learned all about Santa Claus and the North Pole. He learned about Santa’s magic sleigh and his eight flying reindeer. He read about Christmas trees and presents, about Santa’s naughty and nice lists, and finally, about how human children write to Santa to ask for something special.

“Oh no!” Kufu thought. “If I have this letter, it won’t get to Santa. And if it doesn’t get to Santa, Emily won’t get her new baby doll!”

Carefully, he put the letter back in its envelope.

That evening, on a little piece of papyrus, Kufu wrote his own letter:

"Dear Santa,

My name is Kufu, and I’m a little mummy boy who lives in a monster town far away in the desert.

I’ve never had Christmas before, but I've read all about it!

I think Christmas must be a time for sharing and kindness.

If you visit me, I would love a new mehen game. I promise to take good care of it and share it with everyone.

Love,

Kufu"

That night, when everyone was asleep, Kufu snuck into a little human town. It was a long walk, but finally, Kufu found what he was looking for—a green box with the words “Egypt Post” on the side.

He looked around to make sure no one was watching, then quickly slipped the two letters into the box and ran back home.

The next day, which was Christmas Eve, Kufu found a tiny palm sapling. He put it in a clay pot and stood it in the corner of his room. With his very best dress-up wrappings, he carefully decorated the little tree. “Now I have a Christmas tree too!” Kufu thought.

That night, Kufu was so excited he could hardly sleep. Would Santa really come? He wanted to stay awake to find out, but eventually, his eyes grew heavy, and he drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Kufu woke up early and hurried over to his little Christmas tree. There, next to the pot, was a small box wrapped in paper of green and gold with a bright red bow.

At first, Kufu didn’t know what to do. He had never been given a present before. Carefully, he unwrapped the box and found a beautiful, hand-carved mehen game. Tucked inside was a neatly folded letter with his name on it.

"Dear Kufu,

Thank you for making sure Emily’s letter got to me. That was very kind of you! Christmas is all about sharing, kindness, and making others happy, and you’ve done all of those things.

I hope you enjoy the mehen game I’ve left for you. It’s perfect for sharing with your family and friends.

Keep being curious and kind, Kufu, and maybe I’ll see you again next year!

Merry Christmas,

Santa"

Kufu ran to show his family the gift and Santa's letter. Later that day, Kufu invited his friends to play the mehen game with him. Together, they laughed, played, and admired his little tree.

As he watched everyone having fun, Kufu smiled. “Christmas really is magical,” he thought, “because it brings us all together.”

From that day on, Kufu and his little mummy family in his little monster town celebrated Christmas in their own little way.

THE END

Written for Laura Pruett's "Mummies for Christmas--Again?!" unofficial challenge which can be found by following the link below.