Charlton Heston credited as playing...
Narrator
- Narrator: The wonder of wonders, little Noel had become the joy of Christmas. He would live on forever, in the happy hearts of all mankind.
- Noel: [as his soul flies through the city and its surrounding areas] I'll race the Christmas dawn around the world. I'll meet *all* the other people in *all* the other houses. Houses made of wood, houses made of brick, old houses, new houses, *rich* houses and poor houses - *big* houses and small houses - houses so tall I can hardly see the top. Houses made of grass, houses made of snow, castles and bungalows, chateaus, and pagodas, and wigwams. And each has its *own* set of people and children things!
- Narrator: But some spoke different *tongues*, with different ways of *life*, some had never even heard of Christmas.
- Narrator: But then, it became a terrible thing called January second.
- First Father Thing: [as he begins putting the tinsel and ornaments away] Back to normal.
- Noel: They're gonna put us in that all-dark box again, Brutus. Why?
- Brutus: Because - it's all over.
- Noel: He's not gonna get *me*. I won't go.
- [trying to hide behind one of Brutus's boughs]
- Noel: Uh-uh.
- [the First Father Thing unhooks him and puts him back the ornament box]
- Narrator: Hours passed, but it seemed only an instant. For suddenly... suddenly... suddenly, it was the thing called Christmas morning. The world got brighter and brighter, and happier and happier!
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Of all the Christmas tree ornaments turned out that year, very long ago, only one had a happiness. His name was Noel, and at the very moment he was created, old Herman, the glass blower, received truly joyous news. Elise, his only daughter, had just given birth to a baby girl. He was a grandpa, at last! And being quite emotional for a glass blower, Herman cried for pure joy. It was Noel's good fortune that that one merry tear became part of him.
- Narrator: Finally one of the people things - Noel found out she was a thing called a mother - bought the dozen and brought them home.
- Narrator: Then the box that held the dozen was delivered to a truly magical place - the afternoon of Christmas Eve, at a five-and-ten-cent store. Back in those days, that was the only place some folks could afford to be married.
- Narrator: [as Noel looks up at Brutus, his first Christmas tree friend] Noel looked up at the stately evergreen. Its mighty branches were like great, strong arms.
- Narrator: Noel and the rest of the dozen were put into a high, dusty, dark thing called the attic, where they became a thing called forgotten. But, as it always does, the thing called time moved relentlessly from season to season. And it became a thing called spring - and a thing called summer. Eventually, it was a thing called autumn, the time for pumpkins and turkeys. Then came that truly glorious day when the first snow of the year fell. Then - then, *finally*...
- Noel: Hey, it's back again - the good thing - the wonderful, beautiful Christmas-ful thing!
- Narrator: Time, like the little electric train, had chased its tail around the universe, and arrived at Christmas once more.
- Narrator: When the children things were tucked into a thing called bed, the people things came back downstairs and went to work.
- Narrator: [during Noel's first Christmas, week following Christmas, and New Year's Eve] Oh, it was a *wonderful* time! There were toys, and there was *laughter*, and presents were exchanged, and there was *laughter*. And loved ones visited, and there was *laughter*. And even more presents were opened, and there was even *more* laughter! McIves ran around his track...
- McIves: Season's greetin's, season's greetin's, season's greetin's!
- Narrator: And there was laughter. And good things were eaten, and there was laughter. And good kisses were kissed. And then, to top everything off, there was more - laughter. Oh, it was a *wonderful* time which went on for seven whole day and night things.