The Fox at the Manger by P. L. Travers, OBE

The Fox at the Manger

by P. L. Travers, OBE

For the first time since the war, the Christmas peal is ringing at St Paul's Cathedral. There is joy. There is new hope. It is Christmas Eve, the carol service has ended, and a woman with three small boys leaves the cathedral, the children swooping like pigeons.

'Why weren't there any wild animals at the crib? Haven't they got something to give?' asked one of the children.
And I heard myself say, 'Yes, they have.'
Was it true, what I told them? Did I dream it? Where it came from I do not know but I seemed to remember every word, just as if I had heard it . . .

Outside the cathedral, the children are told the nativity story from a unique perspective: that of a fox. Despite the scorn of the other animals, he enters the stable to offer the child a gift that only he can give.

Reviewed by katjah on

3 of 5 stars

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Short nativity story about a fox giving Jesus a gift. It was fine but I wouldn't particularly recommend it. I preferred the start and end bits which centered on the narrator and three boys she takes to the Cathedral for mass, the actual story she tells was a bit too religious for me.

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