It was just after Halloween when a small group of Santa’s Elves were taking a break from their exhaustive year end push to build toys for all the kids around the world and decided to go outside and play on their 45 minute union local 1 of the International Brotherhood of Elves, Deer, and Abominable Snowmen (IBEDAS) provided break. Several of the elves decided to roll snow together and make a giant snowman. Flakes were packed into little balls and the balls where then compacted into mounds that stacked upon each other to create the outer form of a snowman. The elves ran down the hill into a short ravine and grabbed up coal to place on its head to make a face. Other elves brought clothing to dress the snowman. They placed small stick on his sides for arms. Then Ellen Elf opened up a little bag that she hid from Santa, containing magical dust. She sprinkled the dusts on the snowman and it magically came to life. As the snowman started to look around Ellen said, “You look like a Sam”. “So, we are going to call you Sam the Snowman”. From the back of the group he heard, “Snow Person.”
Over the next few weeks Sam slid around and played with the elves while on their breaks. They threw snow balls at each other and raced down hills. The elves used sleds while Sam simply slid on his belly. When the elves were back at work Sam played with the other animals in the forest. During Thanksgiving the elves changed Sam’s outfit to match the Indians (Native Americans) from down south. At that point Sam realized he was all alone. He didn’t have any other snow people to spend this special time with. He looked sullen and that is not allowed at the North Pole. The elves noticed Sam’s melancholy and told him that they would make him a playmate. Sam was excited. He watched the elves roll and pile up the snow just as they made him. He expected to see three large balls matching his shape but the elves had something else in mind, something special; they started making curves. Sam slid up and asked, “Hey, I thought you were making me a playmate?” The elves replied, “We are making you a playmate, a snow woman.” Sam was excited, at the same time alarmed, at this new revelation. He was fat and had thin arms. He immediately rushed to the woods. The elves thought he was scared, but Sam was on a mission. He looked for big strong wood for his arms. He used a stick to rub off some of the snow from around his belly and carved a six pack for abs. He picked up more snow and created pectoral muscles. He was looking good and he knew it.
Sam slid back over to the snow woman and started posing as she was coming to life. He said, “My name is Sam”. Ellen Elf walked over and said, “Her name is Sheila”. The elves had placed aqua colored gem stones in her head for eyes. Sam just stared. Sheila said, “You are starting to make me feel uncomfortable.” Sam, shook his head and snapped out of his trance. He introduced himself again and they began to talk as the elves returned to their shifts. Sheila was humorous and intelligent and they became fast friends. As Christmas approached, they continued to play with the elves and even helped move packages from cold storage to the loading area. They ensured the natural gas connections were tight on the tanks, because Santa recycled the reindeer poop after coal had been outlawed for carbon emissions. On Christmas Eve they watched from the top of a great hill as Santa and his reindeer ran down the EPA approved runway.
On New Years Eve Sam and Shelly again sat on the hill looking at the auroras dancing in the sky. The elves were having a party in the dining hall. Some had too much dancing and drinking and were outside with their shirts off sweating. Others were not feeling well and were vomiting. Sam guessed it was a bug going around. He looked over at Sheila and said, “I wonder what next year will be like?” Sheila turned to him with one eye up and said, “Ya-ah” as if she knew something.
Through January things went great. Sam and Sheila loved the cold and being with each other. Then one day things changed. Sam picked up a snow ball and threw it at Rocco, one of Mrs. Santa’s prized Sleigh Elves. Not only did the snowball have a rock inside but it was also a low throw striking just below the belt buckle. Rocco hit the ground with a thud and screamed out in pain. He was still huffing and puffing as the other Sleigh Elves carried him into the ultra secure Sleigh Elves training facility. Within minutes, Mrs. Claus dressed in an ultra form fitting outfit came running out of the building; remember from the Santa story that Mrs. Claus takes extra special attention to her Sleigh Elves. Sam stared in bewilderment that Mrs. Claus was outside in these frigid temperatures with her hair tied up over her shoulders and not stockings on. He was confused; what goes on in their? She must keep it hot.
Mrs. Claus ran up to Sam and started to yell like he had never heard before. She screamed that he had bruised one of her prized elves. She began, “Listen here snow flake. You just hurt one of my most talented associates. They are all finely toned athletes under my direct supervision and no one but me put their hands on them.” Sam attempted to say, “I’m sorry.” But he was cut off short. Mrs. Claus pointed a finger at him and said, “Do it again and I will personally take you in and sit you by the fireplace. The next time you are seen will be on the Discovery Channel being run through a slosh box for a gold miner.” Sam just gasped. Then Mrs. Claus faced perked up a bit and said; “Now I will have to rub the wound all day to ensure it doesn’t bruise.” As she turned with a bright smile on her face, she pointed a finger and said, “Perhaps you should go look into the deep ravine. Yes, I think you should.”
Sam was still gasping at what he heard. He knew what had just happened. Mrs. Claus threatened to melt him. There would be no evidence, he would evaporate. He turned and went to the deep ravine. He felt faint when he looked down. Sam saw different clothes everywhere. He instantly new they had once been on other snowmen. He screamed out, “Nooooooooooo”. “How can this be?” Sheila had by now caught up to him. She finally realized that Sam did not know in the spring they would melt. As Sheila began to tell Sam that they only had a couple months left he began to panic. She said the other snowmen go into the ravine in order to stay cool longer and avoid the sun when it gets warm. Sam replied, “I will find a way to save us; save us I can, because Sam I am.”
Over the next few weeks Sam changed. He found maps and tried to find a way out and go further north. He became angry and started to throw his snow poop at the trees and other animals. They didn’t realize it was poop because it still looked like snow. He would randomly scream, “I wish I had not been made at all”. He got onto a Builder Elf’s computer realized the coal as his eyes and mouth would heat up first and would fall out. He shopped on line and found a set of thermal heat resistant eyes and mouth with reflective coloring. As a package, the total was only $55.00. He began to ask the elves for donations to his cause. Sheila simply laughed and giggled at his efforts. Finally, he had $47.50 in cash, and one elf left to talk too, Ellen. She named him, so he thought she would give him the money. As Ellen was working on a doll, Sam slowly approached Ellen and asked how she was. She looked up and said, “I know why you are here and I’m saving my money for a new pop gun.” Sam pled his case with Ellen to no avail. She had stopped listening to him minutes before. Sam, looking determined, if not embarrassed, looked at Ellen and said, “Don’t make me tell Santa about the secret dust you have hidden under your skirt. Santa doesn’t like people holding out on him”. Ellen’s jaw dropped. She knew the punishment for holding out on Santa. She yelled, “Fine”. She began to place the order and Sam sarcastically said, “Express mail please.”
A few days later the order arrived and Sam replaced his mouth and eyes with the new eco-friendly thermal resistant prosthetic devices. Sheila again laughed at him. Sam only replied, “You think it’s funny now, but I’m gonna make it. I’m gotta survive.” Sheila simply said, “How about you enjoy the time we have together and stop trying to stop the inevitable”. Sam said, “You’re right”, but secretly planned how to escape to the great white north. One day he revealed his plan to Sheila. He said they would head out tomorrow and go to the ultra-north pole. There they could be alone. Sheila simply said, “No.”. This was her home where she was made and will stay. The only thing in the ultra-north pole was polar bears and she thought they were dumb. Sam angrily said, “Fine, I will leave now without you.” He started to head north when he met a seal named Harry. Harry was sitting on the ice and while a killer whale kept popping its head threw the hole. Harry yelled, “You with the stick come here”. Sam approached and Harry took one of Sam’s arms and began to hit the Kevin the killer whale on the nose and yell, “Get back in your hole, I’m now armed. Get it, I got his arm.” As Sam watched Harry continue to beat the killer whale, he told Harry of his plight. Harry replied, “You have two choices, go melt with the one you love, or go up north by yourself and know your loved one melted. You will survive, but be by yourself forever.” Sam replied, “OK, I’m good with that”, I can live with that and started to head north. Then he realized the story had to end, and he begrudgingly turned around.
He went back to Sheila and explained what happened. He explained that the author forced him back against his will. She still hugged him anyway. The days slowly got longer and warmer. They both began to lose weight and one of Sam’s pectoral muscles fell off. Sam said he was going to hide in the ravine like the rest had done before him. Sheila said she was not going to hide and wanted to watch the sun rise everyday. Sam simply headed to the ravine. After a couple of days, he realized what everyone had been saying. He enjoyed the early part of his life, got threatened, and then tried to cheat death for the later part of his life. He could melt there by himself, because the author would still not allow his successful escape, or he could go back up there and melt with Sheila. He slowly worked his way out of the ravine. Sheila was melting by now. He took her stick hand into his and she said, that they could melt and their waters would puddle together. They would then always to together as one.” For the first time in weeks, Sam simply smiled in acceptance. Over the next few weeks, they watched the sun rise in the morning and set in the evening; until the day that their eyes finally melted out and they were left blind. But they had each other till the very end.





