A Christmas story shining with true Christmas warmth and light One cold day the little elf's garden was covered with snow, and the very special bush growing there put on a feathery, fluffy white coat. That was the moment the elf started waiting for Christmas. But Christmas was slow in coming. "I'm such a tiny little elf, it may not be so easy to notice me," the Elf worried. "Suppose I sing a Christmas carol! Christmas will be sure to hear me if he passes by." But this lonely voice was not strong enough, and everything else the Elf tried to do seemed to go wrong. Until suddenly he knew what to do!