Saint Nicholas on a visit
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“Sinterklaas come in with you Piet” the children sang as loud as they could. Sinterklaas walked into the room, swinging on his legs, followed by two pieten. He grabbed the armrest of the chair that was waiting for him in the middle of the room and popped in it. All afternoon he had made visits and everywhere he went he was received with open arms and drink.
“Piet flicker the presents once out of the bag, those children have been waiting for so long!” Sinterklaas ordered his head, while he fell further and further down in the chair. The children looked at Santa Claus in horror, some began to giggle. He went on. “So, and who would like to sit on Sinterklaas's lap? I think that cute mom over there behind that girl in the red sweater! Whahaha!” he appreciated the laughter. “Shall we sing another song for Saint Nicholas?” suggested the main piet to save the situation somewhat. The children sang from full breast “Oh, come see what I find in my shoe”. Afterwards, they were all allowed to grab a present. They massively dived on the pile of presents and tore the paper off. Within seconds, there was a huge havoc. “Now I have earned a beer,” said Saint Nicholas to the young woman standing by the kitchen door. She got a bottle of beer and a glass for Santa Claus and put it down for him. Saint Nicholas said he didn't need a glass and drank the bottle in one jerk.
“Come on, we go away again, there are more children waiting for us. Who will we take in the bag this year? I think that little boy over there in the corner with the Lego box, 'cause he's been really bad. Grab him, Piet!” The boy looked frightened at his father, his face turned as red as a tomato, and his tabs began to tremble. “Whahaha”, Sinterklaas laughed “you don't think I mean it, what do I have to do with naughty children, they can stay here!”.
The pieten pulled Sinterklaas each by one arm out of his chair and dragged him out. The children sang “Day Sinterklaas, day, day black piet”. Sinterklaas swapped his ankles twice and the last time a heel broke off his shoe. “Jesus Christ, that too!” He grumbled. Outside it had become dark by now.
