Girl Mocks Boy for Not Bringing a Gift, Then Breaks Down After Seeing What He Really Wanted for Christmas

A little girl mocked her classmate for not bringing a gift to their Christmas party, not knowing the real reason behind his absence of a present. But everything changed when the teacher discovered the letter he had left behind.

The classroom was buzzing with excitement as the children entered, each holding a beautiful gift. It was the day for their Secret Santa exchange, and everyone was eager to see what they would receive. All the kids were hopeful to get the best gift, but Bobby sat quietly in the corner, holding an envelope in his hands. His eyes were filled with tears, and he felt sad.

“Are we ready, kids?” asked Mrs. Torres, the teacher.

“Yes, Mrs. Torres!” the children replied in unison, their voices high with excitement.

Mrs. Torres smiled and said, “Alright, let’s get started. Who wants to go first?”

“Me! Me!” the kids eagerly shouted. But Mrs. Torres noticed Bobby sitting quietly.

“Let’s let Bobby go first,” Mrs. Torres decided. “Bobby, are you ready?”

All eyes turned to Bobby, but he didn’t look up.

“Are you okay, Bobby?” Mrs. Torres asked gently as she walked over to him. “You got a classmate’s name for Secret Santa, right?”

Bobby nodded slowly. “I got Sally’s name, but I don’t have a gift… just a letter.”

“That’s okay,” Mrs. Torres said kindly. “Sally will understand. You can give her the letter instead.”

Bobby stood up and walked slowly to Sally’s desk. “I’m sorry, Sally. I didn’t have a gift for you, but I made you a letter.”

Sally looked at him rudely and said, “What? You didn’t get me a gift? It’s Secret Santa, Bobby!”

“I’m sorry,” Bobby whispered, “I couldn’t buy you a gift.”

Sally frowned and yelled, “I hate you! My dad bought you a nice gift, but you didn’t even get me one! You’re so poor!”

Bobby’s face turned red, and he whispered, “I made the letter myself. I even drew a reindeer because I know you like them.”

“Yuck!” Sally screamed. “That’s ugly! I don’t want it. Look, everyone, Bobby’s so poor, he couldn’t even buy a gift!”

Mrs. Torres stepped in quickly. “Sally, that’s not nice! You don’t have to accept the letter if you don’t want to, but you shouldn’t be mean to Bobby. Say sorry to him right now!”

“I won’t!” Sally yelled. “It’s not my fault he’s poor! Maybe he should go beg on the streets!”

Bobby went back to his seat, tears rolling down his face, and the classroom fell silent. Mrs. Torres told Sally that her parents needed to meet with her the next day, then asked the other children to continue the game.

After school, Mrs. Torres found Bobby’s letter on his desk and decided to read it. She couldn’t hold back her tears as she finished it. Mrs. Torres ran to find Bobby but couldn’t. Instead, she saw Sally and asked her to read the letter.

“Sally,” Mrs. Torres called, “Would you please read this letter Bobby wrote?”

Sally frowned. “If this is about Bobby, I don’t want to talk.”

But Mrs. Torres convinced Sally to read it. As she read the letter, Sally’s expression changed, and tears started to fall.

The letter said:

“Dear Santa,

I’m sorry, Sally. I’m the worst Santa ever! You’re a nice girl, and I feel bad that I don’t have a gift for you. My mommy is really sick, and she has a bad heart. She can’t walk and uses my grandpa’s old wheelchair.

I saved money for your gift, but I had to use it for mommy’s medicine instead. When she’s better, I’ll ask her to buy you a reindeer toy because I know you love reindeer. I drew one for you on the back of this letter.

I hope you and your mommy are always happy. I don’t want to see you sad, and I hope you get everything you wish for. That’s my wish for you.

— Bobby”

Sally looked up at Mrs. Torres with sad eyes. “His mommy is sick?” she asked softly.

“Yes, Sally,” Mrs. Torres said, “She is.”

“I want to help Bobby,” Sally said, wiping her tears. “I was so bad to him… I didn’t understand.”

Mrs. Torres comforted her. “You have a kind heart, Sally. You understand now. Maybe you can apologize to Bobby tomorrow. He’ll really appreciate it.”

“I will, Mrs. Torres. I want to be a good girl,” Sally said, crying.

The next day, when Bobby arrived at school, Sally went to his desk and said, “I’m sorry, Bobby. I found your letter after you left, and I didn’t know your mommy was sick. I miss my mommy too… I just didn’t understand.”

Bobby smiled brightly. “It’s okay! Did you like the reindeer?” he asked.

Sally laughed, “It was ugly, but I loved it! Thank you!”

Bobby and Sally became friends, but that wasn’t the end. Later that day, Sally and her dad visited Bobby’s home with a bag of gifts and an envelope.

“Sally and I want to help,” Sally’s dad, Michael, said to Bobby’s parents, Linda and Derek. “Sally told me Bobby’s mom needs heart surgery. We’d like to help.”

Linda and Derek hesitated. “We can’t accept all this,” Linda said. “It’s too much.”

“I know,” Michael replied. “But please, let us help. I know what it’s like to lose someone—I lost my wife after Sally was born. This is something Santa would want us to do.”

In the end, Bobby’s parents accepted the gift and the money for surgery. When Linda recovered, their lives changed, and Sally no longer felt like she didn’t have a mother. She had found a best friend in Bobby and a loving “mommy” in Linda.