Christmas Tradition In Elie Wiesel's The Night Before Christmas

I desperately wanted to help her I wanted the woman who gave me life to be happy I wanted her to feel safe. One night I was sitting on my bed with a hot cup of nesquick. My mom was arguing with her boyfriend I decided to pick out a book that my uncle had left for me to read. It was One Fish , Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish by Dr. Seuss. It was my first time ever picking up this book and I wasn’t fluent in english at all so I had a lot of trouble getting through the book. This frustrated me a lot because I knew there had to be a meaning behind these combinations of letters. So I decided to take the book to school. I asked Mrs. Padron if she could help me read the book. She looked at me with an astonished look on her face. She hadn’t really received a request like that before from any of her other students ,but in spite of her confusion she still sat me down and we went through the entire book from cover to cover it took the entire lunch period but In the end I could finally get through at least 10 pgs which was more than I could ever read

Within all life, there is one unifier - death. How can it be described? What happens afterwards? Do people live on in memory, in portrait, in soul, or are they simply… gone? Andrew Wyeth brings these questions to light in his painting “Christmas Morning,” created in 1944.

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The topic of this essay made me start to brainstorm about all the books I have read throughout middle school and high school and which books have impacted me. I wanted to pick a piece that actually had a meaning in my life and not just a book that I was forced to read. Out of all the pieces that I have read I wanted to pick one that affected my life in some way. With that said, I decided to write about A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. I first read A Christmas Carol when I was younger but when I really got into the book was in 7th grade. A Christmas Carol was published on December 19, 1843 by Chapman and Hall in London. A Christmas Carol showed me that the choices I make affect me the others around me in more ways than what is happening in that moment, it can affect everyone in the past, present, and the future. It has impacted my life in this way, by how I write and how it makes me think of the past, present, and future while I am writing an essay.

Some of the oldest and fondest memories I have from my childhood are those of my mother reading to me. Before I even began Kindergarten, I remember my mom reading stories to me from children’s books, or making up stories as she went along. I enjoyed listening to the stories and still remember some to this day. She also taught me how to write my name, count, and recite the alphabet. I loved the time I spent reading with my mom because she made it fun, so much so that I didn’t realize I was learning.

Most of what I can remember from my childhood is being read to by my mom and her teaching me how to read, alongside my older sister. During the day all that I wanted to do was have my mom read to me, so she would. And every night before I went to bed she would let me pick one book for her to read to me. It was my favorite part of everyday. It wasn’t just at home that people would read to me, my grandma would too whenever we went to her house. She had this book full of short stories that always had a good lesson at the end. I loved hearing my grandma’s soothing voice right before I fell asleep. My favorite book was “One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish” by Dr. Seuss. Since my mom read it to me at least once everyday, I began to memorize it. I wasn’t actually reading the words on the page, I just knew the story so well that I could recite it.

Each ghost marks an important step in Scrooge’s journey towards being a better person. Explain

It was Christmas Eve. My brothers and I sat on the livingroom floor. The Christmas tree lights dimly lit the room. We sat around my mother who was sitting on the couch while my Father was looking for The Night Before Christmas

“Spirit, hear me. I am not the man I was...I will honor Christmas in my heart...I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future...I will not shut out the lessons that they teach”. A Christmas Carol , written in six weeks by Charles Dickens, was published on December 19, 1843. The Ghost of Christmas Past shows Ebenezer the emotions that he once perceived. The past events that happened in Scrooge’s life had a negative effect on his Present which the Ghost of Christmas Present revealed to him. The Ghost of Christmas Future threatened Scrooge by showing him that if he remained the man that he was, all that would lie before him was a lonely future. Through the three Ghosts, Ebenezer changes not only his Christmas Spirit but his overall personality.

Some of the greatest memories I have of reading came from my childhood around Christmas time. I loved reading novels inspired by Santa Claus like The Polar Express. Stories of elves building toys and reindeer pulling sleighs give children across our country a great imagination from a young

Life is filled with riches. Many people believe that to be wealthy means to have copious amounts of money. There is a far grander meaning. One can be rich in a plethora of ways: friendship, kindness, generosity, family, and happiness. In A Christmas Carol, a fantasy novel by Charles Dickens and adapted into a play by Israel Horovitz, a misanthrope, Ebenezer Scrooge learns what it truly means to be rich. One literary technique Dickens employs to convey his message is symbolism. From Marley’s chain of sins to the gnarled children who represent want and ignorance, his point is made clear, and his minor characters also surround Scrooge with this lesson. Although Dickens created the minor characters for the purpose of serving as a contrast to

Every year at Christmas, people who celebrate the holiday place emphasis on giving to those less fortunate than them and spending money on family and friends. The exception to that would be Ebenezer Scrooge, that is, before he was visited by three spirits. This past month, I read the book A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. For this analytical essay, I chose to write about a character from the novel and how the character has evolved from the start of the novel to the end. Ebenezer Scrooge, the protagonist of A Christmas Carol, has evolved throughout the story in that in the beginning, he despises Christmas, loves money, and turns people away from him; in the middle, when the three spirits come to him, he begins to repent his attitude and ways; and, in the end of the novel, he has fully changed and enjoys the Christmas holiday and gives to others.

As the evening fell, the dark blue night rose up across the sky. I laid under the stars in my back yard, as I do every night with my dog Mabel. Mabel was approaching her old ages but she was a great listener. Usually I tell her about my day or fairy tales, tonight I told her about my mom. My mother passed away in a car accident when I was only a baby, she was the most loving person I knew and I miss her everyday, and sometimes it helps to talk about her. As I lay talking curled up next to mabel I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier as the warm summer breeze brushed past my face.

Every night, as I sat on the table with my younger brothers assisting them with their homework, I hear a familiar sound at the door. As she walks her heels click, and I can hear her searching her bag for her keys, the next thing I know the keys are in the lock and as it turns me and my younger brothers’ jump. We run to the door and indeed we scream in unison “Mommy’s home”, one by one she gives us a hug and a kiss. My mother asks us how our day was, and if we finished our homework, she then looks to me and said “did you cook and assist your younger ones with their homework”; I replied “yes mom”. As I warm the food, I take my mother’s purse, jacket, and shoes put them away and prepare the table for her to eat dinner. As I glance at the

Twas the night before Christmas, pale and yellow moonlight illuminated a house deep in the woods. Tall pine trees surrounded the house, like giants pointing at the inky black sky. Flurries of snowflakes swirled in a hurry around the house. The house stood alone and abandoned, adorned with Christmas lights, but not the ones you would see on any ordinary house. Some lights were fading, once bright and colorful but now a former shell of what they once been. Others burned out in a spark while the ones left were shattered. The front door was decorated with a rug that could be mistaken as an animal. The tree inside the house was not in the most pristine condition, either. The tree slumped in a dark corner. The top of the tree stretched out like bony fingers grasping at the air. The shiny, glinting ornaments that once fashioned the tree were now shattered. The wallpaper plastered to the wall was now peeling off, like it was rotting. The paint on anything on the house was now faded and chipping away. Stale air filled with dust occupied the house. The house was indeed creepy and not in the most pristine condition. Even more mysterious, the house would only ever appear on the night of Christmas Eve. Despite this, many local teenagers and explorers were drawn to the house. Anyone who was brave enough or dumb enough would enter and see the house in its deteriorated state. One Christmas Eve night many years ago, an explorer had stumbled across the house. He had been in the snow for what