Descriptive Essay About Christmas

I can remember the Christmas morning of 2009. I ran downstairs to see what Santa had left me under the tree. When I saw the pink Barbie convertible car I started jumping up and down. I wanted to take it outside immediately and ride it. It was one of my favorite and most loved toys that I ever had. I would drive around in my Barbie car everyday around my neighborhood. My cousins and friends would come on play dates and drive my convertible around the neighborhood. My best Christmas gift was when I received my dog Chloe. I met Santa Claus in The Falls for the first

For Christmas break, I had gone to Charleston, South Carolina, to see my family. I was very excited because I had not seen them in a long time. When we got to Charleston, my grandparents had invited some of our extended family over. This included my cousins Erin, Bo, Emma, and Finley. My cousin Holland, sister Maggie, and I all played with Emma and Finley because at the time, Emma was three and Finley was five months old. We all had a great time and when everybody left, we all fell asleep.

Christmas Eve, and it is still obscure, and still a blizzard outside. All that lit our petite home was a small wooden stove that was positioned next to the window. The wooden stove was sweltering bright and clear. It was a teeny

When we went to Lubbock to go visit are the family, we has to stay at my grandmas house and it was cold in their house because they didn't have their heater on we told them to put it on but they never listen to us. So we all just wrapped ourselves in blankets. We celebrated Christmas with my dad's side of the family for the day. We eat ham and other sides that they made with it and we opened gifts, all I got was some clothes.The next day we celebrated with my mom's side of the family. We ate tacos,beans, and chips and after that we opened presents and we played bingo.Then the next day we went back home, back it was time to go back.

As usual the relatives were happy to see my family and I, and after seeing everybody and hanging around inside for a little bit. My grandmother stayed inside with my mother too cook, and the rest of us transitioned into my backyard where I had another enjoyable experience. There was a rope in my backyard, and this rope was a modern day iPhone. I would swing on this rope for countless hours day after day having the time of my life. This time it was different however, because I had my relatives there, and they would push me on it propelling me even further up making the experience of swinging on this rope even more enjoyable. Out of all the moments that day this is the one that I can remember the most

I get to put on my big jacket and my gloves, rushing to the school to launch poorly formed snowballs at my friends. Winter is all about Christmas though. I couldn't escape it, everything around me felt magical. My school always held activities involving Christmas somehow. Wether it be a lesson on the history of Christmas or just connect the dots that unsurprisingly managed to form a reindeer or jolly old saint Nicholas himself - it didn't matter. I was ecstatic for Christmas. When the day came, presents packed around the tree coated in fake snow, I ripped into each present with anticipation and excitement plastered over my face. A brand new update on the toys i owned. Then Christmas dinner at my grans soon after: the classic turkey and gravy shoved into my face, as my family told jokes and wore hats they got from the Christmas crackers. It was too big to fit my small head, but it was Christmas, there was no such thing as

Dear family for Illinois,remember when it was snowing that a fell in the snow and came out cold and wet and the sleds that we would go to MC Henry in Woodstock and grama would make us hot cocoa it was the best day of my life.well it started in December when we spended all the time sleeping there well all my family can to come over and say hi and had a nice time . well you think that all no no no when Christmas can everybody came to celebrate and was so cool but the best gift was the family that was there was like you will never get cold because you know they will always be on your back.

The story of the elf jimmy. It all started when Jimmy was an elf and he is sitting by the fire, it is so warm it is like a desert inside that room. But, jimmy didn't make all the toys that he was required to make. So he had to go to the workshop to make the rest. He ran as fast as the clouds running away from the sun. When he got there he got the toy supplies and started making. While he got working Santa told him he was doing a great time and doing great work. After that he felt great about what he had done and he got himself some hot cocoa. After that he went home and had a great day with the other Elfs.

That’s when I heard the door open. It was my mom. So, I went downstairs to find a present on the table. I looked around for someone but there was no one there. When I opened it it was the most cutest snow globe I had ever seen. It had every disney character you could think of,and a whole lot

Five hours go by and here I was watching my family make Christmas cookies and listen to Christmas music. They were laughing and singing, just how I wanted it to be. Mom and Dad shared a kiss and Ann made puking noises. When they were done with the cookies, they went into the living room and turned on 25 Days of Christmas. It was tradition to watch Christmas movies and eat cookies that night before. After a little while they fell asleep and I went off into my “dream land”.

I woke up on Christmas morning to the sweet smell of coffee coming from down the hall. I jump up with excitement put my red fluffy slippers on and make my way to the kitchen telling myself that today is going to be an unforgettable day.

In 2005, ten-year-old Belle Adams had her dreams crushed after learning the truth about Santa Claus. Her mother, Nicki Adams, admitted to lying about Santa Claus being real. Belle never felt so betrayed. She reacts by writing an offensive note and sliding the note under her mother’s door. The note read, “You have no idea what you just did. I really tried to believe. Everyone told me it’s your parents. I can’t believe you anymore. Is the Easter bunny real, how about the tooth fairy, huh? You just ruined a 10-year-old child’s Life! Thanks! Nothing will make me feel better because you lied to me about something I Loved that Broke my Heart!” As we all know, Santa Claus is the one of the most famous mythologies of all time. Every Christmas Eve,

It was Christmas Eve and I was putting up my stocking right above the warm fireplace waiting on Santa. My mama and daddy was drinking hot chocolate while Coco my dog was laying on the couch. After that I helped mama bake chocolate chip cookies for us and Santa.

I remember waking up on Christmas day with a huge smile on my face, heart full of joy, and my stomach barking. I can smell all the spices cooking down stairs. As soon as I got out of bed I will rushed down the steps into the kitchen to see what my mom had prepare for us on this special day. We had different variety of food turkey, stuffing, ham, bake beans, mac and

We each take a huge breath as we step out into the crispy snow that snaps under our boots. I make my way to the front door, illuminated by the red, green, and blue Christmas lights. As I open the door and step into a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of Christmas smells welcomes me and makes my mouth water. As my family and I are quickly made comfortable, I look around... All the house is full of Christmas decorations, and the carols are heard all over the house. My cousins are running, playing , and laughing.