Econ teacher told us the story as to how the angel got to be on top of the Christmas tree.
Mrs. Claus had burned all the cookies. The elves were complaining about not getting paid for the overtime they had worked making toys, and were threatening to go on strike. The reindeer had been drinking eggnog all afternoon, and to make matters worse, two of them were pregnant. Santa's sled hasn't been maintained the during the whole year. The rails began rusting away, the paint was chipping and it didn't appear to be airworthy, but Santa can make it work. "I've got an hour until the trip, I want to be alone". As Santa is walking off, he feels a tug on his pants. It's Angel Sarah, "Santaaa! I'm scared that if I go and find a tree that you won't like it."
Santa kneels down and replies, I chose you to pick the tree this year because I know you're responsible and will do a good job, now go because I'll be in my room.
As he went back to his room, he was absolutely livid "I can't believe it! I've got to deliver millions of presents all over the world in just a few hours, and all of my reindeer are drunk, the elves are walking out, and I don't even have a Christmas tree! I sent that stupid little angel out HOURS ago to find a tree and he isn't even back yet!I've only got 15 minutes until the trip" He begins to sit down on his bed all comfy like with a cup of eggnog.
Just then, the little angel began to knock on the door *knock* *knock* Santaa, it's important come here
"I just want to remain alone until the trip, I've got 5 minutes."
"Santaaa, please?"
Santa reluctantly gets up, and opens the door
There she is, standing beside the perfect 18ft tree that she was so proud of
She asked Santa where he wanted the tree.
Thus Angel Sarah remains on top of the Christmas tree.
