When I was a child
I would spend Christmas holidays with my family. Every year we used to do the
same things: we always put the Christmas tree up and the Nativity together,
then on Christmas Night all the family had dinner, the delicious food which my
grandmother had cooked. After that, on New Year’s Eve, we usually ate the
grapes and finally, I looked forward to The Three Wise Men’s arrival.
I especially
remember the Christmas time in 1995. It was Christmas Day. I was 6 years old. I was playing when suddenly the phone rang. My grandfather picked
it up. It was my father who announced to us that my brother had been born! I already had a sister ,but he was the first boy in the family. We went to see
him quickly. I was very excited and I’ll never forget the moment when I met him.
After a few days,
my mother and my brother, called Rubén, came home. Everybody visited them. As a
result, I was a little jealous because the people didn’t pay attention to me. I
would have liked to play with him but I couldn’t do it as he was very small.
My parents and I
went shopping, but they bought lots of things for my brother. It was incredible!
I was the eldest daughter and there
wasn’t anything for me. I thought it would be a fantastic day because I would
love to listen to some carols and look at how the streets were decorated, yet it
wasn’t like that.
On 5th
January, my parents and I used to see the parade. I had written the letter
weeks before and I put it in a mailbox because my parents had forgotten to do
it. That night I went to bed early expecting The Three Wise Men to arrive,
although I thought they wouldn’t remember about me either. The next day I woke
up very early and I couldn’t have imagined there would be so many presents for
me! We opened them and I played with my new toys.
Nowadays I think
my brother was the best Christmas’ present since that holiday would have been
very different it he hadn’t been born.
Soraya Suárez González 1st Advanced Level
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