Narrative Essay About Christmas

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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.

My maternal aunt gathered us together and we all sat on the couch. She turned to my mother and told us she had cancer. I looked at my aunt and I did not know what to say or how to respond. Three months later, my father received a phone call from his sister telling him that my pregnant cousin, Elizabeth, was diagnosed with leukemia and had to give birth to her premature baby. She and I grew up in the same house in Arizona and what hurt me the most was not being able to be with her during this difficult time. When we went to visit her in Arizona, my dad told us before entering the hospital room that he did not want us to cry in front of her. I was scared to enter. I did not know what to say to her but I knew I had to be strong. We stayed there for the holiday season but we never celebrated the holidays, that was too

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.

Christmas Carol How does Charles Dickens convey the character of scrooge in the early pages of a Christmas Carol? Charles Dickens, is best known for his host of distinctively cruel, repugnant characters. His father was sent to a Debtors prison taken his son Charles with him

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

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I never expected anyone to be this heartbroken over my death. Here I was 15 year old boy named Andy Hollows. My death was tragic, Leukemia is never easy to deal with. I was currently watching my mom wrap Christmas presents for my younger sibling. This is their first Christmas without me and I wasn’t too happy with my dad acting like a Grinch this time of the year in this exact situation. Lord knows my mom did not need it, nobody did in fact they were depressed, heartbroken, lost, and dull. I was always the one to cheer them up when they were sad, help Mom decorate for christmas, and help my younger sister, Ann pick out a ugly Christmas sweater to wear. I was interrupted out of my dark and useless thoughts by the door bell ringing.

I pay it forward in my hometown by always willing to help others whenever they are going through a hard time. I spend my evenings or early mornings attending youth group with my church. Throughout the years I have made gift baskets for people in my community who are sick and participated in the giving tree around Christmas time, which is where I pick a family who is in need, and provide them with Christmas presents. I have went Christmas Caroling with my church around Christmas time to families homes in my community as well. During the Easter time I have helped out at my church by coloring Easter Eggs with little kids and helping clean up afterwards. I can see myself paying it forward at USF and in the future by continuing to attend church

It was December fifteenth and the air was getting even more crisp and colder. I just knew this Christmas was going to be the best! I was becoming more and more excited for the twenty- fifth to come around. Everything was perfect; the season, weather, even mama’s cooking was on point this year. I felt nothing could ruin this Christmas.

Many people find themselves scrabbling days before Christmas to find any Christmas tree and go to Home Depot to find the one that fits their ceiling and rushes to get it in their homes, but my family and I take Christmas tree shopping very seriously. Every year my Mom, Dad, Brother, and myself travel to Canarsie Market in Brooklyn to find our Christmas tree. It is a tradition since my whole family, including myself is born in Brooklyn. We travel around the market for hours trying to find the perfect tree. We find ourselves splitting up in different rows and calling out when we think one of us has seen a tree that is attractive and has a good height. We constantly find ourselves asking workers if there are any Douglas or Noble fir trees available

“ Spirit, hear me. I am not he man I was. I will not be the man I have been for so many years. Why show me all of this if I am past all hope? Assure me that I yet may change these shadows you have shown me. Let the boy live! I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The spirits of all three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach.” (Scrooge, p.140). A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens is an important story as it has a meaningful theme of change, as the quotes states above. But that isn’t the only theme that this beautiful story shows us. Many different spirits encounter him to help him realize why Christmas is important (I’m pretty sure that is the meaning of the spirits). When the first spirit of the past encounters him, he realizes what he has done, and regrets some of the things he did. The second spirit helped Ebenezer Scrooge recognize how what he has been doing has had an impact in other peoples life. When the frightening third spirit came and showed him his future and others futures, he discovers about himself and how people didn’t care that he died. When we read A Christmas Carol, we learn that it can have many different themes that can be a very important component to the story and even our lives.

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.

I think Christmas has always been one of my favorite holidays. Maybe because of the special atmosphere that you can feel everywhere, in shops, restaurants , pubs and even streets, where you can hear the magical carols, or maybe it's because of its religious background, but what I can tell you for sure is that I can't think of anything more exciting than the image of the entire family preparing the Christmas Tree or fixing the Christmas dishes.

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