To begin with, Christmas is a time that is filled with anticipation and excitement. Decorating the house, making cookies, and putting up the tree are some of my favorite memories. Sharing this with my family and friends are really important to me. The Christmas season gives me a chance to get into the holiday spirt. Being able to participate in holiday traditions makes the Christmas season more enjoyable.
In the meantime, as a child, my family would decorate the house for Christmas. Growing up, I have three siblings. All of us really enjoy helping our mom get ready to decorate. Decorating helps us to feel the love of the season. My mom enjoyed us helping her decorate the house. The day after Thanksgiving we would grab all our Christmas decorations
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Being surrounded by your loved ones as your making the dough is really special. My mom and my sister have many recipes that we make together. By making cookies, it gives my family the time to talk to each other. As we talk to each other, we are able to make memories for years to come. Some of my favorite cookies to make are cut outs, orange cookies, peppermint cookies, peanut butter blossoms, and many more. My mom’s orange cookies are one of the moist cookies I have tasted. The cookie has orange inside of it. The frosting contains orange juice which makes it a delicious cookie. Furthermore, cut outs are the perfect way to get the Christmas spirit. Having many Christmas cut-outs enables me to get fun and creative in the kitchen. My family uses sugar cookies, and gingerbread for the cutouts. We enjoy spending time in the kitchen and singing Christmas songs. One of the most classic cookies we make is the peanut butter blossoms. Making these cookies are really enjoyable, because they have peanut butter and chocolate. In the kitchen we enjoy playing Christmas music. Doing this, helps us to get in the sprit of Christmas. Cookies are one of the way that my family and I bond together. My siblings and I make gingerbread houses each year. As we make the gingerbread houses we have fun laughing, and talking to each other. We really enjoy spending time together as a family and being creative. We love teaming up and competing against one another. Although we do not have prizes, we enjoy the competition. From this experience, we express laughter, joy and creativity with making gingerbread
My favorite holiday is Christmas because I feel joyful. Also, I can feel how warm the atmosphere is almost like a fireplace. In an apartment of white walls, there is the living room with a tall, dark green Christmas tree decorated with colorful blue, pink and purple Christmas ornaments, and colorful red bright lights. In the meantime, my mom and my husband are cooking dinner, and there is the smell of a pumpkin candle burning on top of the table. While we wait for the food to be ready, we all sit down in the living room to watch some classic movies like “Rudolph”, “The little Drummer boy”, and even if it’s not to classic “Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas”. Eventually, we can smell the orange chicken and the yellow rice with mozzarella
Whether the rules created by the New York School Board, as established by the DOE Holiday Display Memo, are in violation of the Free Exercise and Establishment clauses of the first amendment.
Traditionally, when the Christmas season comes around, people begin to buy and sometimes even go and cut down their own tree. While setting them up can be a hassel, I am writing an essay to ensure you know how to set yours up. Here is what you will need to start off. A tree, A Tree stand, and these directions. Set up your tree stand in a place close to where you would like to place your tree. Then Read through these instructions for your tree thoroughly before starting to assemble it. Make sure all the pieces and parts in the instructions say you should have are in the box. Remove all pieces of your Christmas tree from the box and lay out on the ground. These Christmas trees come with four parts: the base the tree will sit in, the bottom tree piece
When I think about Thanksgiving and Christmas, the first thought that comes to mind is the good food. Every year my family and I prepare many homemade dishes to celebrate the holidays. For Thanksgiving, my family and I will go all out the way in preparing dinner. We will actually start preparing the food two days in advance, so we can make sure that we have everything is prepared. The food is traditional with Thanksgiving, turkey, ham, collard greens, yams, stuffing, egg nog, cranberry sauce and sweet potato pie. For Christmas, my family does not prepare as much food as we do ...
When I was a kid, Christmastime was always very special too me and it still is today, I had to discern whether or not to open the presents when everyone else was still sleeping or to be patient
Christmas, I love Christmas, I love shopping for presents for my loved ones, thinking about the gifts I want to give, the wrapping and arranging them under the beautiful Christmas tree. I love the planning and preparing Christmas dinner, filling the house with wonderful fragrant smells hoping everyone comes and has a good time and still talking to each other when they leave. Most of all though, I love the Christmas tree, I love the excitement as the hunt begins for the perfect tree finally when everyone is in agreement we bring it home hoping it’s not too tall too short too fat or too skinny and most important stands up straight. Somehow it always fits and always looks beautiful, I am never disappointed and my tree is always perfect and beautiful.
Although I have grown up to be entirely inept at the art of cooking, as to make even the most wretched chef ridicule my sad baking attempts, my childhood would have indicated otherwise; I was always on the countertop next to my mother’s cooking bowl, adding and mixing ingredients that would doubtlessly create a delicious food. When I was younger, cooking came intrinsically with the holiday season, which made that time of year the prime occasion for me to unite with ounces and ounces of satin dark chocolate, various other messy and gooey ingredients, numerous cooking utensils, and the assistance of my mother to cook what would soon be an edible masterpiece. The most memorable of the holiday works of art were our Chocolate Crinkle Cookies, which my mother and I first made when I was about six and are now made annually.
make my way to the frost coated back door, illuminated by the green and red
A Christmas Carol is an amazing book because it teaches you many life lessons. It teaches you to be grateful for what you have, the consequences of not being selfish, but most importantly it teaches you transformation and that it’s never too late to change. Although this book is a good, the author’s vivid imagination makes the book more difficult to read. I will also show how Dickens addresses the social injustice of the poor laws in the Victorian Era.
Emma, Marissa and I are in charge of the making the lefse. This has been our job ever since we were little girls, becoming experts through all our years of experience. My grandma makes the most amazing food and always has enough to feed us for a week. After we stuff ourselves full of delicious, lasagna, salads, and hot dishes all made with love and while the adults lean back comfortably in their chairs, us kids go put on our pajamas and troop downstairs to open our gifts. The most memorable gift would be the ring my grandma gave me that used to be my great-grandmothers who died a couple days after my grandma turned fifteen. My great-grandma loved to travel and had a great passion for fashion, so this circle of metal with a little diamond in the middle and a floral pattern surrounding it, had been bought in California and has been in the family since. “Bang, bang, bang!” A huge pounding comes from the front door. Dogs bark, adults grin, and we race to open the creaky door. Santa Claus, eyes twinkling, dressed in red with coal-black boots, and swinging a sack over his right shoulder, steps inside. He plops down heavily; ringing merry bells and passes them off to David, my brother, telling him seriously to keep ringing them so Rudolf won’t fly away without him. With wide eyes, little David shakes the bells with such rigor that if Rudolf was in the North Pole he would be able to hear them. We each take a turn perching on his knee, hesitant at first but then opening up and telling him our age and that, “yes we have been really, really, really good this year.” As Santa’s beard tickles our chin as we lean in close for a picture and his big belly shakes as he laughs at the same time as you start to giggle. Then he opens his sack and pulls out gifts wrapped in colorful paper for each of us. With a few cookies for the road, crumbs in his beard and a
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Every year, my parents add a little more to the outside decorations. My mom, sisters, our children and myself decorate the inside of the house. My mom has so many indoor decorations that they can not all possibly be displayed. We try to change the decorations, which we put out every year. The men finish up just about the same time as, we women and then it is time to decorate the tree together. The children love this the most.
Ah, to be a kid again. How wonderful it would be to relive the magic of Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I have always been a kid at heart and a true lover of Christmas. But as we get older and we realize that Santa Claus and the North Pole were just stories our parents told us so we’d behave, Christmas starts to lose that magical feeling. No matter how much we might still love it, Christmastime just isn’t the same as when we were young. And at a time of all the aggravating shopping hustle and bustle, dents in the pockets, headaches, traffic jams and long lines, I begin to realize that God has sent me the most magical Christmas gift of all, a beautiful three year old whom I can relive Christmas in all over. Through my child’s eyes, I see myself each time his face lights up at the sight of Santa, and I feel his anticipation each morning as he faithfully opens up one more window on the Christmas calendar. Tonight, as we decorate the tree, I admiringly watched his tiny fingers delicately place each of the ornaments on all the same branches until they drooped to the floor. So proud of his work, I secretly placed some elsewhere, as to not hurt his feelings, and wondered how many times my own mother had done the same thing. And after a long day of shopping and excitement, I watched his eyelids begin to droop while lying underneath the warm glow of the Christmas tree lights.
As I look out my window I see tiny snowflakes slowly drifting down. I can hear the roar of laughter coming from the living room downstairs. Soon enough Saint Nick will be upon us. Christmas always brings everyone home for the holidays. Christmas is my favorite holiday because of the traditions my families and I celebrate that include our Christmas Eve routine, Christmas morning routine, and giving back to our community.
Ever since I could remember, I have spent Christmas at my grandmother’s house, a house which is full of comfort, warmth, and happiness. At Christmas, I have always been able to escape the cold and dark real world allowing myself to truly enjoy just several moments in time. These moments have left impressionable memories from my childhood making Christmas a holiday that is special to me and my family. It is a time for my family to get together, share stories, laugh, and even cry.