Video narration of \"Holly the Christmas Dove\" story

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English

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Senior (55+)

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North American (General) North American (US New England - Boston, Providence)

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Holly came from a long line of snow white dog. For years, they had been prized for their beauty, purity and elegance at Weddings, another social event. Because of their mystical qualities, magicians also traded these does in the show business performances. Many years ago, Holly's ancestors settled in a quiet New England village. Villages were very conservative and love having these beautiful dogs at their weddings. In other happy events. When Holly was very young, he loved to play around the holly bushes, which were plentiful in her village. So she soon became known as Holly Family with the Villages favorites. Because of the beauty, purity and gentleness they were always welcome. At Village Ceremony, that is, Everyone by Holly Ali, was ashore, trade she obviously inherited from her show business side of the family. He just loved on audience. He would zoom up, down and around, doing all kinds of flying tricks just to get attention. Then she would raise this faster. She could across the sky. He just had to be the center of attention. Well, this didn't fit right with these conservative New England is so Holly was never invited to any of this ceremony. Holly's parents were worried about her, they wondered, What would we tell her? Yet they also knew it was useless to try to change our me. She just had to be Holly. And another thing is it. Being a show off wasn't enough. Holly had a strong sense of adventure. She was often seen flying off to new areas, looking for excitement. Nothing bothers Holly. He was afraid of nothing off. You would go to new places just for the fun of it. But wouldn't you know it? One day, the spirit of adventure got Holly into big trouble. She came across this farce, the beautiful tall pine trees, and was enjoying flying in and around them when she failed to notice a winter storm coming up fast. It was a northeaster, worst kind of New England storm, and it was a big one blowing snow all over the place. Holly took shelter among those tall pine trees and waited out the storm. It lasted all night long in the morning when