...this is a true story I've never told anyone before, because I was afraid they'd think I'm crazier than I really am... so please don't turn mee in, ok?

It was the night before christmas, a long time ago when I was six...and it was snowing like crazy, which was very unusal, because it never snows in Portugal...and wouldn't ya know it it was a full moon, that was kinda strange too, how you could see the moon right through all those snowflakes...

anyhow as i watched the snow falling, this one far away flake seemed a lot bigger than the rest, and as I watched it falling it just kept bigger and bigger... and bigger!...

Well, you know how they say no two snowflakes are alike? Boy this one was really different... it was bigger than my house! and it landed right on top of my house... good thing we didn't have a fire going...

It was so beautiful, as it sparkled like a giant geometrical crystal... but i was a little bit scared, because i'd never seen a snowflake like this before.... hummh... i'd never seen snow before anyhow...

well the next thing i know, this door or hatch opens on the bottom of the snowflake and out comes a spiral staircase that descended right to the ground next to mee... now I was really getting scared... was it true about this Santa Claus guy? Why wasn't he using the chimney?... surprise!... that was no Santa Claus that came down, it was our local wheather forecast lady....and than the big fat sports guy came down next, then Charles the anchor man... wow, I said to myself, what's all this got to do with mee? Well, these guys said nothin.... maybe they were as speechless as I was... but I could tell I was supposed to get on that spiral staircase and go up into the snowflake with them, so i did... I can't tell you what happenned next, because they wiped out my memory when they were done with mee... all I remember is that I suddenly found myself in Boston...

...and that's how I came to America...