I Heard New Bells on Christmas Day

Here are lyrics for what I pray will meet with your approval as a Christmas carol expressing the hope that our culture will learn not merely to tolerate or to accept, but rather to fully embrace transfolk, whether merely androgynous, crossdressed, partially or fully transexual, or intersexed. These lyrics work with both the traditional melody by John Calkin or the modern tune by Johnny Marx. (The one by Casting Crowns doesn't fit the rhythm of the fourth and fifth lines of each stanza.)

I just wish that I had thought of these sooner…

Hyun Ae is out. Will she blossom or wither?

Chapter 4

No genetic girl ever took to shopping like Hyun. Her mother was blown away be her willingness to try on different outfits. Her intention was to start slowly, maybe dressing her at home, but Hyun was having none of it. The butterfly was out of the cocoon, and there was no stopping her.

“I just love this dress, mommy! It’s so pretty” She spun around in the red and black A line dress. It had a bow in back.

(These are things going through Hikari's mind laying in bed with a blunt in her mouth)

June likes that semi-fem Hikari is different, Junes a bit protective; Hikari goes through a hard time. trouble with school, and pressures; things with family and questioning; aunti bumming, pappy missing (not being there), people fucking, ages confirming and girls teasing.

Light a candle for your lost

A Taste of herb on your mouth whisks away

Sucking in visions and blowing out memories

Roll over to see your panda bear

A possible breathing lump of plush and air

Kwan Bae couldn't understand why she couldn't be herself

Chapter One

On October 31st, Nineteen hundred eighty eight, at three twenty three in the morning, Kwan Bae Brooks was brought into the world in Cedars-Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles.

Christmas Eve Day and there were still a lot of people doing their Christmas shopping or picking up thing that they had forgotten. The shopping centre was busy just as it was on normal day, except that is for one one small corner were a Santa`s Grotto was situated. The girls dressed as elves and a rather large man dressed as Santa Claus. The queues were long and noisy and the parents were in line with their youngsters after paying whatever the amount was to see Santa.

Adults are weird. I don't understand them at all.

I know I am a girl named Cynthia Peters. Just that, however the adults keep trying to make me a boy. I just don't understand.

Here’s part two folks!!

The Tramp

A Short Christmas Story by Tanya Allan

I first wrote this in 2007, but thought it would be appropriate to submit it here for you at this festive time. This is the first Sunday in Advent, so my prayer for you all is that your wishes come true... eventually!

It was the night before Christmas, Andy was kneeling on the end of his bed with the curtains open; his nose pressed against the windowpane. It was snowing, so he was watching the view from his bedroom window transform itself from the usual vista of fields and hedgerows into a white paradise.

Part 1

I was so happy to be done unpacking after the move from my old home in Georgia, mom had divorced dad and left taking me with her.

My dad could be a jerk some times and my mom knew it, but I still loved him and thought he was the greatest dad ever.

Mom on the other hand hated him, she had given him a lot of chances but the last straw was when she came home one day and caught him with her ex best friend.

Well it has been six months since the divorce and it is my fifth day at my new school being 10 and the new kid, its sometimes hard to fit in.

Synopsis: During Simcha Torah things change. It is better for me and others.
Is religious in nature.

Self Portrait

Summary: Mrs. Evans promised her son Jimmy he could be the same thing this year for Halloween that he has been for the last five years. This does not prevent her from trying to change his mind. After all, at four it was cute, but now at nine!

“Okay. How about this. Girls first, then the eldest kids.”

“That's enough young man.” Leonard said to his son. “Let's just get through the presents without you being more of a pest then you already are.”

Big thanks to Djkauf for the editing again.

Part two of the family meal and a little time with Tracy

Even the world children is affected by war in these so called modern days, the peaceful neighbourhoods where they play and revel in their innocence can be turned into a battleground by the Religious Zealots from other nations, more commonly known as TERRORIST. They don`t care that children and other innocents have no interest in what goes on outside their own little world.

On and Over (1st draft preview)
by Cleo Kraft

PROLOG

Small soft hands opened the door and a cute little blonde girl's head peeked in the room. She bit her lower lip as she looked around for any sign of people around. Her breathing was hurried and panting a bit as she had just ran from the park all the way up Forest Avenue to Dr. Jenning's place.

Personal Journal

I knew the little one was safe with Steve and Mary, Steve was like me in his attitude live and let live, we`d served together all over the world and seen just about everything imaginable. Almost every lifestyle possible so Amanda`s problem didn`t bother him one iota.

Personal journal

How do you explain to a seven year old why her friends are suddenly keeping a way from her, why people are nasty and hateful to her, why they are are starting to get violent towards her,

God knows but I`ve tried to explain that people are afraid of her because she is different from most people, a more loving and caring child you`ll have trouble finding but people can`t see past their own fears and bigotry.