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My Childhood Memory

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This was my earliest memory. I was four years old and it was around the time of Christmas. Me and my brother David were in the kitchen eating our snack at the brown breakfast table we always ate at before we went to preschool. My mom was putting up the the decorations on the christmas tree in the living room that was adjacent to our kitchen and just a step down. She always put up these tiny plastic houses, old shops and tiny churches - usually on the top above our television case - that were covered in snow and would light up when you plugged them into the wall and you could always see the little figures through the tiny windows. She always used fluffy white cotton fabric that she would place around the little houses to imitate snow. She also would always put up the scene of Jesus in the manger with the wise men and the barn animals which too would light up. These were always pleasing to look at and help set up. My dad was outside putting the yellow lights on the gutter of our white house - “white house” is how we always remembered our house back in Madison Wisconsin. We were not big into decorations when it came to holidays like halloween where we would just carve a few pumpkins, but when christmas came my parents seemed to enjoy decorating the most.
My mom had brought home some little red candies that were in a box with Rudolph on the cover that me and my brother were waiting to get our hands on after we had finished our snack. We finished our snack and stepped down the

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