Once upon a time inna village named likkle Bethlehem, de people dem deh a prepare fi Christmas wid nuff excitement. De air smell sweet wid de scent a jerk chicken pon de grill and de sweet aroma a sorrel wafting through de breeze.

Likkle Mary and har man Joseph did deh pon a likkle journey fi reach Bethlehem, but di journey long and tiring. Mary belly did big and roun' like a ripe breadfruit, and she did haffi tek a res' pon di side a di road.

Dem reach a likkle inn, but di innkeeper tell dem say di place full up. Him see say Mary deh pregnant and him feel sorry fi dem, so him seh dem can stay inna di likkle stable out back.

Inna di stable, Mary and Joseph did grateful fi find a likkle spot fi lay down dem head. An' guess what happen next? Mary bring forth a likkle baby boy, and she wrap him up inna likkle swaddling clothes and lay him inna di manger.

Inna di night sky, di stars did a shine bright like Christmas lights, and a likkle group a shepherds deh pon di hillside. All of a sudden, dem see a host a angels a sing and rejoice, telling dem say di Savior born in Bethlehem.

Di shepherds run go check di likkle baby inna di manger, and dem bring likkle gifts of coconut drops and ackee to share di joy. Dem did full a love and happiness as dem celebrate di birth a di likkle Jesus.

Likkle wise men from di East hear 'bout di baby too and decide fi bring gifts of curry goat, rice and peas, and likkle bottles a rum fi di celebration.

From dat day forward, Christmas in likkle Bethlehem did always have a special vibe. People come togedda fi share food, music, and love. Di spirit a Christmas did deh inna di air, and di likkle baby Jesus did bring peace and joy to di hearts a di people.

And so, inna likkle Bethlehem, di Christmas story pass down from generation to generation, and di love and joy a di season live on inna di hearts of di people.