One evening he and his wife had the clothes ready, and laid them on the table instead of the work they used to cut out. There was not one false stitch in the whole job. The old shoemaster looked at his clock. So in the evening, he cut out the leather for shoes which he wished to begin making the next morning, thanked God, and fell asleep. But my stitches will never be as tight and small as theirs! The air was still chilly, but the shoemaker felt warm, anticipating the task before him. He became so poor that he he could not even afford to buy the leather he needed to make shoes; finally he had only enough to make one last pair. In the morning when he opened the door, he found a pair of finished shoes sitting in the spot where he had left his work.
With the silver coin the shoemaker was able to buy one more piece of leather. He set to work at once. At midnight, the shoemaker and his wife heard voices singing a pretty little tune. The Elves and the Shoemaker Once upon a time there was a poor shoemaker. As soon as it was midnight, there came two little Elves. A great big smile on his face; his green eyes sparkling marvelously. Rachel stared at the shoes; a tear fell softly down her cheek.
He was sure Jesus would like something to eat. The shoemaker pulled his thick, red coot round him self against the cold. One day, there was no more leather left. The Shoemaker carefully placed a brilliant green shoe onto each foot. The Shoemaker walked over to his little desk.
And she had not, as she thought, been three days with the little men in the mountains, but seven years, and in the meantime her former masters had died. The shoemaker was able to purchase leather for two pairs of shoes with the money. They both worked hard to make the best clothes including the cutest pair of shoes for the friendly elves and left them on the table next night. Thank you for giving Me the finest pair of your shoes. We must gift something in return! Once upon a cold Christmas month in a land far away there lived a shoemaker who was so poor that he was down to his last piece of leather. In it, a kindly shoemaker who has fallen on hard times needs a Christmas miracle to save his store. Across the street from the orphanage, the old shoemaker was snoring gently.
This delightful tale is sure to put a smile on your face and reinforce for you the true meaning of the Christmas season. Every so often he would look out of the window to see if Jesus was coming down the street. He picked up the fur-lined boots and cocked his head. Even before he could make up an answer, a rich man strode into his shop and bought the shoes-- and for a fancy price. Margaret and Jo had a hearty meal that night. Stay informed of all our new resources as they're developed. The Shoemaker opened the old grey door of the store.
He placed a pair of his finest shoes by each child. It is Christmas Eve tonight. They were so perfectly made that there was not one bad stitch in them. This is The Elves And The Shoemaker Story for kids. A small group of children huddled together. For more information, please visit www. I will not be able to buy any new leather.
Many Christmas stories teach us about the joy of giving. When he finally arrived home from the market, night was falling and a chilled mist was blowing round the streets. They only had cloth left to make one last pair of shoes. We must also try to help others if they need it. The term is mainly used for stories with origins in European tradition and, at least in recent centuries, mostly relates to children's literature. Opening a drawer he lifted out the most beautiful pair of shoes Rachel had ever seen.
She liked his ruddy red cheeks and his shiny nose. He rushed to the window. The little chap beamed at Rachel. The Elves And The Shoemaker Story Image Source www. If you are a Christian, and you are looking for Affordable Healthcare click on the image:. He read how the Wise Men had brought gifts for Jesus-the best gifts they could offer.
The leather had such intricate designs and details! The elves were singing and dancing, turning somersaults and leaping into the air -- the happiest fellows the shoemaker had ever seen. I have found six other children to wear the other colours. Rachel was in awe of all the wonderful colours. He listened to the squeals of laughter as the children played, but his thoughts were far away. So, he lit his stove and put a kettle of water on to boil. Pretty soon buyers came in, who paid him well for his goods.
He was a kind man and always did the best job he could. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day and he so wanted to give Jesus a special gift, but what could a poor shoemaker give Jesus? He has leather to make one more pair of shoes. With the money he earned, he bought more leather. They picked up the leather and started to stitch and sew and sludge hammer so nimbly and so speedily that the shoemaker could not believe his eyes. They went to sleep feeling satisfied that they had helped the elves. They put pretty clothes on, and danced and skipped, and at last, went away. I knew you were special.