Dedicated to all the young readers. This is the real story of Christmas. It’s all the reason we celebrate Christmas today. (Script by Jennifer Leigh Edwards) 
A Long, long, long, long time ago, in a town very far
away, there was a man named Joseph who dearly loved a young lady
named Mary. Mary had been told by God that she would be the
mother of a very special baby boy. She was so excited! She just
couldn't wait to hold her baby in her arms. She would make
clothes for the baby, and Joseph, being a good carpenter, would
make things the baby would need, like a cradle and special,
child-sized furniture. They anxiously awaited the birth of their
new son. It seemed that the day just couldn't come soon enough.
One day they received news that the king wanted everybody to
be counted. He didn't want to just count all the people in one
town, or two towns, or even three towns. He wanted to count all
the people in the entire kingdom. And the king didn't think it
would be good enough to simply go from house to house to
determine how many people there were. No, he wanted every person
to go back to the town in which they were born in order to be
officially counted.

Mary and Joseph busily packed their clothes and other necessary
items for their long journey. No one had cars or any type of
vehicles back in those days, but they did have a donkey to help
carry their load. Sometimes they would walk on the dusty roads,
and sometimes Mary would ride on the donkey to rest her sore
feet. Day after day, night after night, they kept moving. When
nighttime came, they would try to find a room at an inn, so they
could get a good night's sleep. But sometimes, since so many
people were being forced to travel, it just wasn't possible to
find a room, because all the rooms were taken.
It was a very long, very dusty, very tiring trip. Finally one
night, they saw the small lights off in the distance. "We are
almost there," Joseph told Mary. Then they started to go
slightly faster. "What a beautiful city Bethlehem is from here!"
Mary exclaimed. "I wonder if it is just as beautiful inside?"

Once inside the city gates, Joseph tried to get a room at the
inn. Unfortunately, the inn keeper had to turn them down. "I'm
sorry," he said. "There just aren't any more rooms."
"But we have been traveling for days, and we are so
tired. Are you sure there is no place for us to stop and get
some rest?" Joseph asked as calmly as he could. It was getting
very late and he was getting quite frustrated, but he tried to
be kind and patient.
Seeing the problem and feeling compassion, the inn keeper said,
"Well, there are still no rooms, but I could offer you the
stable." Now, a stable is actually a barn. It's a place the inn
keepers kept the animals that were traveling with his guests. It
wasn't a very good place to sleep. There were no beds, and it
had a bad smell because of the variety of animals, but it was a
shelter where they could lie down for the night.
Joseph thanked the inn keeper for his kindness and led the
donkey to the the stable. Mary gathered piles of straw to make a
semi-comfortable bed. They laid down for the night and were
finally able to sleep.
But, suddenly, Mary woke up. She turned to awaken Joseph. "What
is it?" Joseph asked sleepily. "I think the baby is coming
tonight!" Mary said with excitement. Joseph bolted upright,
forgetting how sleepy he was.
That night the special baby that had been promised to them was
born. Mary cried for joy and cuddled him closely. Joseph took
his turn holding the little baby. They didn't take long to
decide what they were going to name the baby, because God had
already told them the name. Joseph held the baby up and said
"His name will be JESUS."

They wrapped him in a soft cloth to keep him warm, and Mary made
a bed of straw in the manger, which was usually used for the hay
that the cows eat. What a wonderful night it was there in the
small stable! Baby Jesus, the GREATEST GIFT TO THE WORLD, was
born that night.