Personal Narrative: Christmas Celebration Or Family Tradition

1. Topic: An holiday celebration or family tradition

Christmas holiday

I have a big family which includes three generations. But all of them live and work in the different places. I live with my parents in the west of country which is far from my grandparents’ town. The time when the end of year is coming and several cool winds blows over city makes me feel excited because it gives a signal Christmas coming. That is always a good time to come back to my hometown and stay with my family, share many emotions or memories and spend time together. Last Christmas seemed an unforgettable time with having lunch under the warm atmosphere in garden. It was a lovely day with sunshine lightened through the tree’s leaves to my window room. I woke up

I jumped up out of my bed and packaged quickly and got on the bus of my mom’s company. As I knew the distance from Da Lat city to Nha Trang was about 130km, and it took 4 hours to get there. It seemed a long day to get a destination after leaving behind all tired, finally we arrived to this resort. The first expression I had was a nice resort with long white sand across the beach. It was built in the high hill with a plenty plants around make an amazing view. From the reception desk I looked up to chain of rooms which had a classical countryside style. Their roofs were covered by brown dark tiles. I took the room and went to it with my mom. Outside my room, there were some bushes of nice red rose flowers swinging slightly in the wind. I could not restrain my curiousness about this place and began to discover it. Walking along the stone main road with many plants besides I finally found the way to go to the sea and saw a clean blue pool beyond. I ran fast into the beach, quickly felt the soft sand under my feet. Every wind blew over my face bringing the salty taste from the sea. I closed my eyes and enjoyed this moment.If this resort in daytime could give you a fascinated feeling, it in night time was more amazing. I sat in a dinner room, watched over the window through the trees outside and listened to the song of the sea. The melody of chasing waves over and over came

Therefore, I was educated under a strict standard of my family. Besides, I was also taught many things such as knowledge of physic and astronomy, art and music by my father. He is not an adorable person I love the most, but the one passing passion to my career recently.

My father is an elderly man now, with pepper and salt hair leaning a side his head. He has a twinkled brown eyes and a dark skin with wrinkles face. My father is tall and skinny. He loves to dress vest suit when working in office and casual in home. His arms are so strong and he has muscle due to farming on the field each weekend. Especial he has a long scar on his leg which was got from a accident when he tried to fixed my house’s roof.

As many stories my mom told me when I was a little young girl, he used to be a captain in a big boat so his knowledge of sea or any related is so wide. He knows many things such as how to drive a boat or how to manage all sailors or finding which way is the north or the east easily. I can ask him whenever I don’t have ability to solve my problem. He is not only my father who teaches and guide me every single step to the hard life, not also a friend whom I can share everything and get his advice or his forgiveness with my mistake. In the difficult time I had to choose which university I should sign in, he just held me in his arm and said “Do whatever you want, listen to your heart and choose the best one you like”. Thank to