The Modern Christmas Story

“Turn around when possible.”

“Oh shut up, you stupid sat nav.” The voice of the youngest wise man, Frank, echoed around the car.

“Wouldn’t it be easier to have a guiding star?” The oldest, Joe, questioned as he accelerated.

“Stop speeding, Joe, or we’ll get our fifth speeding ticket this month!” The middle wise man, Bob, scowled his brother.

The three wise men were in their convertible car on the M25, on the way to see Baby Jesus.

“Thank the new born baby Jesus that Mary rung us when she did or we’d be stuck in rush hour.”

“I doubt there’d be rush hour at five in the morning, Frank.”

“Turn right before taking the second exit at the roundabout.”

“There are no roundabouts, you stupid machine, we’re on a motorway!”

“Nearly there, just five more minutes and we’re off the motorway!” Bob said, and all three cheered.

They were interrupted by a loud siren noise.

“Oh, Joe, you’re over the speed limit again!”

They were pulled over by a very angry policeman. “Dudes. You’re like, speeding, like, again.”

“Sorry, but we have to speed. We’re going to see the new baby Jesus!”

“Jesus Smesus, I don’t care if you were going to see Santa, this is the fifth speeding ticket for you three this month!”

“Sorry.” All three chorused.

“You’re going have to sit in the car for about an hour while I-”

They were once again interrupted by a loud singing sound.

“Oh not the stupid angel choir again, I’ve had about enough of them this year.” Joe complained, covering his ears while his two brothers sang along with the choir. 

“Mr Policeman, sir. You must let these three dudes go and see the new baby in Canterbury.” The head Angel Gabriel told the policeman.

“But that would cost me my job!”

“Well I’ll have to tell the big guy in the sky about this, he won’t be very happy!”

“Oh fine, just get me some doughnuts on the way, I heard Canterbury do a lot of nice doughnuts.”

“Sure thing.” The wise men smiled and speed off, way over the speed limit, but for some reason the policemen didn’t pull them over again.

by Paige Crabb age 13