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This story happened in a small town back in the 70s.
It could’ve happened to any of us, so we leave the exact location of this city to the discretion of the listener.
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Connor was the father of a little boy named Bryan.
He stopped at the local pawnshop to see if he could find a suitable gift for his son.
Outside, the twilight turned into night and the snow sparkled magically as the street lamps cast their gentle glow.
The broker was a man of short stature, with a pointed nose and grey hair and looked very much like a leprechaun.
Was it a coincidence to see such a man on a magical winter's eve?
The broker handed him a battered old teddy bear that had seen its better years.
Yet, the tattered teddy bear still attracted Connor’s attention and brought back memories of a happy childhood.
Bryan was incredibly pleased with the gift, since he was not a spoiled boy.
Besides, everyone loves to receive gifts, especially on Christmas.
On one snowy and cozy evening, with the crackling fireplace radiating its warmth, and the house smelling like homemade dinner and freshly cut pine trees,
Bryan decided to show his new friend the attic, where you would get the most beautiful view of the night sky.
As Bryan talked about his hopes and dreams, he saw that the bear was looking at him.
“Don’t be afraid of me Bryan”, said the teddy bear.
“I’m not”, answered the boy. Eyes wide opened, smiling ear to ear
“I’m from Ireland. 70 years ago, I was sewn at a toy factory in Dublin. Promise me that you won’t tell anyone that I’m alive.
Let it be our secret. You see, for a few days at Christmas time, I come alive and talk to those who only believe in the wonders of magic”.
The newly found friends spent a few hours talking. Bryan continued to tell the bear about his hopes and dreams.
The bear listened and nodded approvingly, reassuring Bryan that everything will work out if he would never stop believing,
even when difficult times made it seem impossible to continue.
Years passed, and the boy grew up. However, he still waited for Christmas to share the most secret of secrets and dreams with his friend.
Then it was time for Bryan to go to the university, and with it, he parted with a childhood friend.
But, Bryan was certain that at Christmas, he would come back home and have at least a little bit of time to catch up with his old friend.
Bryan told the bear about college life, the upcoming graduation, and plans to conquer the financial capital of the World, New York City.
When they were going to sleep, the bear pulled something out of his pouch and gave the treasure to Bryan. It was an old Irish coin.
- “A long time ago, a Leprechaun hid his cherished coin inside of me”. Said the teddy bear.
“This coin will bring you good luck as long as you carry it with you everywhere you go”.
“Thanks,” answered Bryan, as he gently clutched the coin in the palm of his hand.
Many more years had passed and Bryan became a successful businessman who conquered Wall Street.
On one Christmas Eve Bryan wasn’t able to talk to his bear.
It didn’t speak, nor give any sign of life. It was as if the magic that breathed life into him had suddenly disappeared.
At first, Bryan could not believe that his friend was gone!
Yet, he reluctantly concluded that the years he spent with his magical friend was nothing more than a figment of his childhood imagination.
Heartbroken and disappointed, Bryan left his old friend in the box with his other childhood toys and returned to New York.
Bryan no longer believed in miracles, but increasingly believed in numbers.
Although, he did keep that old Irish coin that was given to him many years ago.
A few years later, Bryan became the father of little Seamus.
He would often take his family to his parents’ home to spend time in the house where he grew up.
On one quiet, wintery Christmas Eve, Bryan’s entire family sat around the dinner table.
Peering outside of the frosted kitchen window, little Seamus saw snow covered pine trees and a smooth, blanketed sea of white covering the front lawn.
Just like his father, little Seamus had a curious mind and loved to roam his grandparents’ old home.
After exploring the house, Seamus returned to his father with a battered old teddy bear.
As Bryan inspected the battered old bear, he suddenly remembered the Irish coin that he always carried in his wallet.
Bryan, who became the chief of a large financial corporation, no longer had faith in magic, nor did he believe that this coin brought him good luck.
Smiling at his son, Bryan decided to give the little boy the coin as a talisman, forgetting to mention its magical powers.
“An old friend once gave me that coin as a token of friendship” said Bryan.
For the rest of the evening and the next few days, Seamus spent a long time with the bear.
Who knows, maybe the story of Bryan was not at all fiction and we witnessed the beginning of a magical new friendship.
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