The Polar Express

Sample text for The Polar Express / written and illustrated by Chris Van Allsburg. "On Christmas Eve, many years ago, I lay quietly in my bed. I did not rustle the sheets. I breathed slowly and silently. I was listening for a sound

a sound a friend had told me I'd never hear

the ringing bells of Santa's sleigh. 'There is no Santa, ' my friend had insisted, but I knew he was wrong. Late that night I did hear sounds, though not of ringing bells. From outside came the sounds of hissing steam and squeaking metal. I looked through my window and saw a train standing perfectly still in front of my house."