Descriptive Essay About The Holiday

Uwem Akpan’s story, “An Ex-Mas Feast” is a story of the struggles that one family goes through to give gifts on their upcoming Christmas season. Akpan introduces the reader to the struggles of the main characters, which directly ties into the details of impoverished town that they live in. Jigana, one of the story’s main characters, starts off as a naïve 8 year old little boy who was anxious to start going to school. In a stark contrast, Maisha, the eldest sister at 12 years old, held her own and prostituted to bring in money for her family. The second oldest, Naema, was closer to Maisha than any of the others, and Maisha gave her tips and tricks of her trade. Akpan begins the story by saying that the

‘Well I think that's enough adventure for today let's go inside it's getting a little dark. I don't want Grandma knowing about this. She would kill me and you!”

It is curious that as children, humans have the ability to observe and remember details of specific situations and instances yet lack the ability to describe them. Truman Capote, as a grown man, took advantage of his vivid memories and composed the short work, "A Christmas Memory." The story begins in late November, a month symbolic of all the years gone by that Capote could remember beginning preparations for Christmas fruitcakes.

Heavenly smells in the air, footballs on T.V, family is gathered around, and a comfortable homey feel of my grandmother’s house makes Thanksgiving one of my favorite meals of the year. I will always have memories of thanksgiving at my grandmothers. The smell that rushes your nose as you walk in to the house. So many mouthwatering smells go through the air at my grandmother’s thanksgiving. Her Thanksgiving dinner never fails to fulfill my expectations. With the whole family gathered and the dinner table full of delicious food, I can’t help but feel content.

The painting “Holiday at Mentone” depicts a beach in Melbourne where people dressed in elaborate clothing are lounging and taking part in seaside activities. The painting appeals to the audience as it is a simplistic and vibrant painting that creates a sense radiance and contentment. The first things you tend to look at in the painting include the lady dressed in pastel pink convening on a beach chair, a white weathered foot bridge place right on the horizon, a well-dressed man in the right of the painting and a coastline that seems as if it stretches on endlessly. Although as you look into closer you recognise new details in the artwork. The woman reading a newspaper seems to be lost in her own world not even observing that her beach umbrella

It 's a tradition that my moms side of the family come to my grandmas house for Thanksgiving. The cool air and falling leaves is a sign of fall and Thanksgiving is my least favorite holiday. I don’t like my cousins very much and I 'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual. Thanksgiving is not that cheerful for me. Years ago at Thanksgiving, I was not excited for it, just like every other year. My grandmas basement is very much underground and quite dark without the lights on. My cousins were running around the basement playing around. I started to try to scare them by hiding and popping out saying "Boo!". Evening approached and the moon starts to come out of hiding and the night starts to set in. It’s a cool night outside and the sun starts to

Emma decided to leave the house and go to the party it was a starry winter night when she arrived at her friend's house. She noticed the strange guy following them all around the house and kept on trying to talk to them. My sister ended up calling me to pick her up from the party because she felt uncomfortable. I drove my golf cart and picked her up when I saw her face she was white as a ghost. At first, I was mad that she disobeyed our parents and went somewhere she didn’t belong, but I was glad she called me so nothing bad could have happened to her.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that it’s horseshit.” Savannah said back to me as she picked up more stones. “How would you explain all the horrible things that have happened to the children of Mt. Harrison over the past three centuries then?”

“Get your seatbelt on.” Rosie pointed over her right shoulder. “We’re about three hundred yards away. Then we take a left, and then it’s the third house on the right.”

“We can hear you in there. We are searching for the missing kids Ryan and Emily Hudson, along with their mother, Sally Rose.”

"Yeah, we're going into the basement so we won't wake you guys up." Audrey said.

She talks of a holiday and story shows how she is at a barbeque with

Christmas is my favorite holiday of the year. I love seeing the shinny Christmas lights that decorates my street and the sound of fresh fallen snow on the ground. Christmas reminds me of family, the laughter and loved we shared, and the gifts we gave to each other. My house on Christmas became the center of my joy.

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

Every person needs to take one day away, a day in which one consciously separate the past from the future, it is can be about jobs, employers, task, assignment, responsibility in every statement, and the problem of life. Friends can be a good solution to spend the time when we have a holiday. Sometimes each person deserves a day without any charge of life, in which no problems are confronted, no solution searched for, to enjoy their life exactly. And when we talk about holiday, directly our brain and minds are related to the different circumstances, because every person has their own option way to choose. in what kind holiday they will take. And why it has actually happened in real life, because with the holidays, everyone