THE SNOWMAN

By Raymond Briggs

 

Once upon a Christmas there was a Little boy called James. James lived with his mum and dad on a farm deep in the countryside.

The snow fell all night long. When James woke up, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

He leap out of bed and rushed to the window. Outside, the world had turned a brilliant glistering White.

Quickly, he tugged on his clothes and ran downstairs. “Don’t forget your boots!”. Mum said.

James had never seen so much snow!. He played for hours stamping up and down the garden.

Then he started to roll a snowball and it got bigger and bigger!.

Soon it was so big that it gave James a brilliant idea.. He would make a snowman!.

Carefully, he built the body, the rolled another ball for the head.

James ran inside and found a tangerine for the nose, two pieces of coal for eyes, an old green hat and matching scarf.

Last of all, James gave his snowman a great big smile. He was perfect!. “Time for dinner”, Dad called.

All evening, James sat by the window so that he could gaze at his wonderful Snowman.

He would have satayed there all night, but it was soon time for bed.

As he brushed his teeth, James took one las look at his Snowman.

He snuggled down in bed. “I hope he’s still there in the morning”, he thought, and he drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, James woke up and he remembered his Snowman.

He crept downstairs.

As he looked out at his Snowman… the most magical thing happened.

The Snowman came to life!.

James shook the Snowman’s hand. “Come in”, he said. “I’ll show you around”.

“In here”, whispered James, opening the living- room door.

The Snowman loved the Christmas tree, but thought the fire was too hot!.

So James took him to the fridge to cool down. Then they explored the rest of the house and even tiptoed into Mum and Dad’s room… and tried on Dad’s clothes!.

“Perhaps we’d better go back outside”, said James. When they reached the garden, the Snowman grabbed James’s hand and started to run… faster and faster until….. they were flying!.

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TEMA: “Walking in the air”

We're walking in the air
We're floating in the moonlit sky
The people far below are sleeping as we fly

I'm holding very tight
I'm riding in the midnight blue
I'm finding I can fly so high above with you

Far across the world
The villages go by like trees
The rivers and the hills
The forests and the streams

Children gaze, open-mouthed
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below believes their eyes

We're surfing in the air
We're swimming in the frozen sky
We're drifting over icy
Mountains floating by

Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep
Arousing of a mighty monster from its sleep

We're walking in the air
We're floating in the midnight sky
And everyone who sees us greets us as we fly...

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From all around, they were joined by flying snowmen. Together, they flew over the city… out to sea… and on and on.

Until, at last, they landed at the North Pole. The Snowman led James through the trees, towards a cleaning. James couldn’t believe his eyes!. A large circle of snowmen were gathered, and in the middle there was….. Father Chistmas!.

“Just in time”, smiled Father Christmas. “The party is about to start!”. And what a party it was!.

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MÚSICA DANZA DE LOS MUÑECOS DE NIEVE

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James and the Snowman danced all night long. As the first rays of sunlight appeared over the hills, Father Christmas handed James a parcel. “For me?”, James gasped.

It was a soft blue scarf, beautifully decorated with snowmen.

“Oh, thank you!”, cried James.

He gave Father Christmas a big hug. And then it was time to go.

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VILLANCICO

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James and the Snowman soared into the air and flew towards home.

When they arrived, it was nearly morning and time for James to go back to bed.

James didn’t want to leave his friend, but he knew it was time to soy goodbye.

With one last look at the Snowman James went inside and upstairs to bed. Happy and exhausted, he fell asleep.

In the morning, James’s first thought was of the Snowman. He jumped out of bed and raced down the stairs, past Mum and Dad… out of the door and into the garden.

But the Snowman had gone….