So I went right to sleep. The only bad thing was, I had to wait one or two more days until I saw my grandma. So I got up, opened all my presents, and went right back to sleep that night. The next day I was going to see my…
All can relate to that one special time of the year, Christmas, when whole families unite and spend hours endlessly sharing stories, making memories, and of course, opening presents! What happens though, when all of the sentimental value of Christmas is replaced solely with physical value, the gifts? What would Christmas be like then? Richard Rodriguez takes the readers through one of his annual Christmases and brings to light, through his thoughts, the disconnect that exists between himself, his siblings, and his parents. Rodriguez’ chronological presentation of events with flashbacks, short, abrupt syntax, light-hearted attention to detail and concerned tone contribute to suggest his worried attitude toward his family.…
It was Thursday morning and all I saw was my mom in the kitchen getting the turkey ready; while, my dad was getting the ladder from outside so my sisters can start bring the Christmas decorations down from the attic. It’s a big and fun day for all of us especially for me because I get to spend quality time with my family just like any other year.…
Christmas is a holiday celebrated around the world. Children wait all night the evening before for santa to place their gifts beneath the tree. Excitement rages from them the morning of December twenty-fifth; pretty wrapping paper and shiny bows glisten under the christmas tree lights while the bulbs upon it sparkle so elegantly. However, Christmas is not about all these aspects that it is displayed as. Christmas has more meaning than pretty gifts and how many gifts each child has under the tree. This holiday is above the amount of money one kid gets while the next gets so little. Though some see Christmas as a materialistic holiday, it has far more depth than so little meaning. The Holiday of Christmas contrasts greatly with celebrations…
Everything was so enjoyable the Christmas morning. All the young adults were mingling, all the kids were playing video games, and all the older adults, or elders, were bragging about achievements that their kids have accomplished throughout that year. One thing that I remember strongly is how all the cousins were getting along for one…
Christmas Eve we put up our Christmas tree, but we did get to put the decorations on…
(Narrator asks several questions, such as, "What's the first thing you do Christmas morning?" "Where do you go for Christmas?" "Did you ask Santa for anything special?" etc. After they have given their answers, Narrator suggests they sing a couple songs (Away in a Manger, ). When they have finished they go and sit in a corner, and pretend they're opening their Christmas stocking, quietly acting out what they hope to find inside.)…
The snow continued throughout the rest of the day and the next day. The following day once it stopped snowing my dad had an idea that we take some sleds and go on top of a hill and ride down it. We snowshoed to the top of the hill and we saw some deer, birds, raccoons on the way. Once we were at the top we tried to sled down but it wasn't steep enough to sled down and we got upset. We walked back home. Then a few hours later it was finally time to have thanksgiving dinner there was, a turkey, stuffing, steamed carrots and it was…
One day on Christmas with my mom, dad, brother, cousins in Iowa in there was no snow on Christmas and all the little kids are crying and yelling because they want snow there was no snow no snow they we're so loud that everybody could hear them. They would not stop until there was no snow and they would keep going and going I can't wait until they be quiet it would be so much better and after all, you don't need snow I understand that there just little kids but they we're loud little kids they did not know the real meaning of Christmas. They were looking and staring out the windows wanting snow, they would not stop.…
Every christmas was the same we would eat dinner together, open presents and then my mom and dad would leave us watching tv for the night while they went to have a good time. My brother and i used to love this we would cover in a giant blanket and watch cartoon movies in fact these are some of my best and most beautiful memories it was so peaceful. But as we got older and my mom and dad split we began to want to stay with them during the holidays but they would always go their separate ways to have a “good time”. As time went on we never spent it all together we either spent it with my mom or dad but, it still wouldn't matter cuz ma oldest brother was in haiti. When i got to the end of eighth grade and my brother came back we had one of the most memorable christmas ever not because of presents cause there was none it was they way we spent the night. There was the usual family dinner but it was later at night because my mom worked in the morning after desert eryone was lazy so we left the chores and all went to watch tv without even noticing we were all laughing and sharing our personal lives with each other and after we all fell asleep together in the living room. I don't think my family did but i realize that everything we did got the family back together not physically but emotionally, and every time i look back on that christmas i makes me remember everything my family has gone…
After that thanksgiving, the next time we all saw each other was at Christmas. Mom was, for the first time, able to actually get us gifts. After our big Christmas dinner, mom told all our kids the story of Christmas. The next morning we all sat around the Christmas tree exchanging gifts. “Here”, Mom said, “This one is for you Jeanette”, as she handed me a small box. I looked up at Mom and saw her smiling as wide as her face would let her. I looked inside the box and saw the little doll that I had when I was very little but had to leave behind when we left our camp at the beginning of my story. I was so surprised she had found another one of the exact same dolls. My happiness was tangible, and I immediately stood up and gave her a hug. Mom did the same for Brian, Lori, and Maureen.…
Christmas 2010. I sit in my room, listening to Taylor Swift’s Speak Now album as I wait for our guests to arrive for my family’s holiday get together. I hear my brother call for me from down the hall. I oblige and head to the living room to find that my grandparents had arrived, and they were each carrying something. One carried in a TV for my brother and the other carried in my present, an acoustic guitar. My dad had tricked us into believing we weren’t getting anything this year and had hidden our gifts at our grandparents’ house.…
It was Christmas Eve my whole family was over for our annual Christmas party. We had a huge dinner. Everyone was full and we were sitting around the Christmas tree opening gifts. We went from youngest to oldest when opening our presents. It made it more fun so that everyone knew what everyone else got. After doing gifts we had dessert and then we started cleaning up. My family had left and I was so excited for Santa Clause to come. I always knew Santa didn’t come until I was sleeping. I went upstairs, took a bath, brushed my teeth, and brushed my hair as fast as I could and then pulled my blankets down and hopped into bed. I had only been asleep about thirty minutes when I heard noise downstairs. I was so excited thinking it was Santa Clause that I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. When I got down there I saw my parents wrapping presents and putting them under the tree. I sat on the steps and watched for awhile and then decided that I needed to find out what was going on, and why my parents were doing what I thought Santa Clause was supposed to do. I needed to get to the bottom of this. I walked the rest of the way down the steps and walked over to my parents who were panicking and trying to hide all of my gifts so that I wouldn’t see them. I asked them what was going on and they started to explain. They began to tell me that Santa Clause was in a hurry and he didn’t have time to wrap presents and put them under the tree this year, that he was running behind and that he needed my parents to help him. That was a good enough…
Christmas morning is taking forever to get here I thought as I laid in bed. I just wanted to blink and Christmas day to come yell at me to go open my presents. I was so difficult to get my eyelids to shut like they were glued open. I was able to fall asleep once I turned on the radio that was on my bed stand and listen to some some Christmas…
Courageously, I opened the door of the basement. There was a complete darkness. There wasn’t a single noise. However, as I approached, I heard some laughter and confirmed that there were people. All of a sudden, the lights were on and there were my parents and friends cheering at me. It was a surprise party!! On a table where there were the cake and the food, there were the precious presents that I wished for a long…