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The Inspiring Story of Rudolph, The Reindeer by vibhuandme
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I am sure you must have heard the story of Rudolph, the reindeer. This story was written way back in 1939 by  Mr. Robert May, an employee in the advertising department of Montgomery Ward stores  at Chicago. Did you know that the original name of the reindeer was Rollo? But May’s boss did not like it, and hence the name Rudolph came from the author’s young daughter. For those who don't know this story, I am going to share the story again. Now, this has a great moral lesson hidden in it and I would try to explain that as well. Here goes the story :

Once there was reindeer named Rudolph. He had a shiny red nose. Everyone in reindeer village used to make fun of him because of his strange nose. His father even asked him to hide his nose so that he could fit in reindeer games. However, his nose was not an ordinary red nose. With his red nose, Rudolph was capable of seeing through the thick fog. But as others used to laugh at Rudolph, he never understood the uniqueness of his nose. He hated his nose.
The story of Rudolph, the reindeer By Vibhu & MeOn one Christmas, when Santa was delivering presents to Rudolph’s house, he noticed the glow emanating from Rudolph’s room. So one foggy Christmas Eve, worried that the thick fog could be the cause of an accident or delays and would keep him from completing his Christmas Eve rounds, Santa came to Rudolph and said: Rudolph, with your glowing nose, won’t you come and lead my sleigh tonight? Rudolph immediately agreed to lead Santa’s sleigh. It was such a great responsibility.  But Rudolph was a good reindeer so before leaving he stopped to write a note for his parents.
The light of Rudolph’s nose was so great that it illuminated the team’s path during the foggy nights, and Santa’s task could safely be accomplished. Santa's sleigh was pulled by 8 reindeers. And with Rudolph joining them, those 9 reindeers helped Santa accomplish his Christmas commitments on time. Now Rudolph was so proud of himself and how his strange nose let him do an important task for Santa. 

Coming to the lesson that this story teaches us. Never underestimate yourself. One day for sure you'll get to know the importance of your own unique personality. 
This is also the story of the person who does not fit in society’s clearly defined roles and people make fun of saying odd one out. Being a misfit, one tries to hide himself fearing rejections and hate. Some obvious Rudolphs of our society are disabled people, homosexuals and poor. Our society rarely gives them the respect and welcome. But they are not the accidents by nature that they are queer. But, nature deliberately produces such Rudolphs because diversity is nature’s way, not homogeneity. Like Santa did recognize the validity of the red shiny nose, if we also can recognize how such people can show us a different aspect of life and can give them acceptance and honour, the world will be different then. Lives would be easier and our paths will be clearer then. Isn't it?
Let your kids watch the story of Rudolph here. I am sure they would love it.

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  1. Thank you for sharing the story with us, I have read it to my daughter as well. Lovely. Thanks for joining #bloggersanta

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  2. Hey this is Manisha I did not know this story. Will share it with friends too :)

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