Original Writing Of A Christmas Tree Farm On The Outskirts Of Town

When we arrived at the house, I stood there for about five seconds before knocking on the door. They didn’t answer at first, so I knocked again, harder, and then saw the handle start to move. My stomach filled with butterflies as I watched the door slowly open. The face that greeted was one of a two year old, and as I looked up I saw her father standing over her.

One warm summer morning my sister, dad, and I were sitting and watching T.V. and my best friend’s dad called and invited us over for the weekend. He said

Robert Butler used setting and tone to establish thematic meaning in the story “Christmas 1910” by placing the setting at a very cold, isolated, and depressing house. This led to the thematic meaning because the main character, Abigail, is affected by the setting. If the house wasn’t placed where it was the story would be completely different.

I stared blankly out the window, then to my family, then the box that sat right in front of me. “Aren’t you going to open your present?” Usually I’d tear into the paper and reveal the item that I longed for, but I honestly could care less what I got. This family Christmas celebration was a little different, and I really had to make it count. This was just days before we had to make our trek to the great state of Texas. Thoughts about the move raced through my mind, going from California to Texas would definitely be a big change.

The Next day, we went down stairs to see our gifts. But when we sew the tree their wor few gifts that santa had left. Then, from the dining room we heard “HO HO HO” as santa walked in to give us the rest of our gifts.

Have you ever watch a Christmas carol because I know I have we watch in school in class so we could do this paper on it. I hop you like it because I am going to tell you about this man that get's a visit by a ghost he was so scared he didn't know what to do. the ghost said that he was going to see 3 ghost and so he run and in to his bed bed and try to hid what would you do if that happened to you? Now stay tun for more defiles."The spirit then shows Scrooge the day when his beloved younger sister Fan picked him up from the school after repeatedly asking their cold, unloving father to allow his return, as she joyfully claims that he has changed and is now kinder than he was.The Ghost of Christmas Past is the first of the three spirits (after

While walking quietly through the living room to make sure I did not get caught, my foster mom came out of her room. “Where are you going?” she asked. I stood in complete shock, not knowing what to say but finally I managed to say “Oh! I’m just going on a run, I’ll be back soon for family time, do not worry!” My foster mom told me to have fun and went back into her room. I successfully walked out the front door without anyone asking me any question and went on my way to the house. After 10 minutes of walking, I finally arrived at 6142 Plum Ridge Drive. I walked up driveway, extremely nervous but excited as to what was behind the door. I had always been adventurous- being in the foster care system for 10 years since I was 5, I learned how to not only hide my fear but allow it to drive me to do great things. I knocked on the door and only a couple seconds later Mrs. Wellington opened the door. She yelled with excitement, “I cannot believe you actually came! You are meant to be apart of this family!” I walked inside after her and saw my whole entire new foster care family in the media room. “Welcome!!” They all shouted with joy. Mr. Wellington explained “The note was a trick to see if you are a daredevil like the rest of us in this family. We hate goody two-shoes and do not want any part of them. We will have a lot of fun with you and we hope you stay with us as we are a rowdy bunch.” After partying with my new family

He and the rest of the family would arrive the next morning to celebrate the holiday. I closed my eyes and inhaled the aroma of peppermint and freshly baked cookies as my grandmother held me tight. Lights from the glistening tree illuminated the room in red and green. Rocking back and forth, she combed her hands through my hair, all the while praising me for every inch I had grown since my last visit. Christmas was tomorrow, and I could hardly contain myself.

After swapping spit with Shay, I got up and collected a few of my things to take over to the new house. When my bag was packed, I cut the light off in the bedroom and waited for Shay to make us both a drink before we headed out the door. Before I buckled up in the van, I took my cell phone out of my purse and dialed my mother’s cell phone number. When she answered, I asked, “Are you home?” “Yeah, are you coming over?” “Yes ma’am, I am. I was just making sure that someone was home.” “We’re all here, I’m cooking now because I may go to the bingo hall, but Lester and Imani will be here.”

I slam the door before my dad could even have a chance to spit out a word. I grab my bike and run over to Cal’s house. As I get there I start telling Cal what my dad told me. Cal’s face seemed happy but a little worried after I told him the news but right when I told him he flopped onto his bike and started pedaling towards the trailer. As were rushing through the streets we see we already see a huge crowd around the trailer just as we expected, but this time the tone was different.

My mom came home from the hospital and told Eric to bring Julian there. I was jealous I didn’t get to see her. After they left, my mom sat Ryan and I down on the couch. The horrible news was about to be delivered.

The morning run pick up began with a nervous smile and a few tears from Mum. But after reassurance and a hug between Shelley & Mum. Mum seemed to relax a little. As I drove off up the street from their family home with Jett in tow all buckled in to come to daycare. Shelley gave a friendly wave goodbye to Mum and Dad. Hoping they were reassured I would love their child like one of my own. Knowing he was going to receive nothing but love, care and needed attention from us all at Shelley’s Family Day Care.

13 is going to my great-uncle’s house on my birthday, Christmas Eve, just like every year. The Christmas tree is bright and colorful, with all the presents underneath its light. The presents under the tree are for Christmas and my birthday as well. Many of my relatives are here: aunts, uncles, my parents, great-aunts and uncles, and they sit by the couches as they arrive, catching up on all the news, while I go upstairs to play with my six-year-old cousin, Melody. We play whatever she wants, but I teach her some games that I know as well. When it is time, everyone eats dinner, where there are a variety of Chinese foods some I like and some I don’t, but that’s alright with me. Gradually, the cups fill with wine and apple cider, and the conversation

Thomas assumes the reader is of Christian background because the memories of his childhood are reminiscent with one of a Christian background. Since the characters celebrate Christmas it is presumed they are most likely Christians. For instance, the word church is mentioned in the story indicating a Christianity background, “It seemed that all the churches boomed”, and “There were church bells, too”. Moreover, the memoir itself is titled “A Child’s Christmas in Wales”. In Wales, majority of the citizens living is of a Christian background, and the fact that this memoir was written in the mid-1900s displays how Wales was largely a population of Christians at that time. Nowadays many people without a Christianity backgrounds celebrate Christmas

The day I woke up to this soon to be life changing turn of events, I thought it was just going to be a normal day with my mom, not doing anything out of the ordinary or particularly special. I woke up late in the morning, like I always did on a morning in the summer time, and did nothing all day. I was just doing the usual things a twelve year old girl did in the summer: watch television, eat junk food and play on my phone. I was at my mom’s that day, but I was going to my dad’s house later that day to stay for the weekend. Mom and dad usually met up somewhere later in the day around four or five in the afternoon.