Most Christmas stories are all about love, presents or Santa Claus. This story is far from things like that. This story is about twins and how one christmas turned their whole world up upside down. Let me stop talking and get straight to the story. Down in the center of a small town named Hollow was this grand house with lights flashing a variety of colors. The yard was decorated with different but extravagant lawn decor on top of the piles of white puffy snow. From the outside looking in you would say the house was warm and welcoming but you would be very wrong. The snow falling to the ground was warmer than the Marshall’s house. Every christmas Diane Marshall would decorate her house with diverse colors such at gold, blue, green, red more colors than one could think of. She did not decorate for the joy of christmas she decorated to impress people who could care less about her. Diane was not a nice person neither was was her husband Burt who was the coldest thing in their house. One christmas Diane had an idea to make her seem like a great person she would foster Zoey and Lucas the twins three houses down who lost their parents. Oh this would be a great plan she thought to herself. As soon as Burt came home she told him her idea. He didn’t question his wife’s doings he said, “That’s a great idea honey” and went about his day. The next morning Diane rushed to the foster care home and started filling out papers left and right. The last paper Diane came across was a home
Imagine a staged production of A Christmas Carol set in 1843. See the stage set in the exact time it was written by Charles Dickens. The foggy, crowded streets abuzz with carolers and shoppers, the children staring wide eyed into the shops and bakeries. Hear the bells ringing as a round of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing” fills the gaslit streets with joy. As a child, going to see A Christmas Carol was one of my fondest Christmas memories. To witness Scrooge 's’ transformation from a mean, greedy old man to a joyous, loving benefactor always left me smiling and filled me with hope.
: Perhaps one day, my dear. Perhaps one day. A toast. To Mr. Scrooge. The
There is a tradition for most people who celebrated Christmas. They usually always go to the mall before Christmas day and they see Santa. Every time they see Santa, he is usually a boy. But that just change. Well actually, the tradition change. There is now a girl when they go to Santa this year. The family tradition for Christmas is now not fun, or it even it is not like Christmas. It is just a new way to celebrate Christmas but not in a good way.
The Victorian Period lasted from 1832 to 1901 under Queen Victoria’s reign. The culture revealed in this era was a time of rapid change, social inequality, industrialization, supernatural and religious beliefs, and was accurately reflected in the works of Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol. Roles of men and women were strictly defined, as were economic statuses. The hustle and bustle of the streets led to illnesses. Working conditions were destitute and unsanitary. Children often had little to no education, unless very fortunate. New advancements in technology arose, after the industrialization of the United Kingdom began.
It’s important to read the book before watching the movie because the director could have a different interpretation of the story. Reading the book first allows people to have their own image of the story. In both the book and the movie there was a play, but instead of the Christmas play, the play was a spring play. The homecoming was an event that was altered from the author’s idea to the director’s view of Landon’s firebrand side. Jamie constantly carried around her mother’s bible. In the movie Jamie carried her mother’s journal full of quotes. These main events could have ambiguous reasons why the director decided to change them.
“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom,” Marcel Proust said. This quote suggests how being grateful for the people that you feel close to, will make you feel happier. A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote takes place during the Great Depression in a small Southern town. A seven year old boy named Buddy, and his friend are hit by the Great Depression. They do not have very many possessions, only basic necessities. The holidays are right around the corner so Buddy and his friend decide to make fruit cakes for all of their friends, even though they do not have much. They end up not having much money to get each other something for Christmas. In the end, they both decide that having each other is enough, and that they’re both very grateful for one other. One lesson that is taught in the story, is that often, people tend to only be grateful for materialistic things. However, in this story they’re grateful for one another. Similarly, in the short story The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry expresses the same theme of gratefulness through the development of the character traits and character conflicts. Both stories show that being grateful for the people that you feel close to, will make you feel happier.
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.
The story of “A Christmas carol” has a movie version in the year of 1997. The story created and being followed in the book. The flow of the story was changed and the concept of horror invasion in the movie was still remains. The movie literally based from the book but there are some differences and the characters are modernized. In the book the three ghosts described physically but in the movie you can see the first two ghosts was physically changed considering the costumes, faces, age and even the gender. And the story was made with the concept of musical instrument and singing. This story focused on moral values on how to give importance in celebrating Christmas day and it was so called the birth of Jesus Christ. How he was abandoned by his
“Tomorrow is Christmas” I say quietly to myself. I turn over and fall fast asleep. I slowly sit up with my face all groggly and body all achey. I sprang out of my bed, almost pulling all the sheets off and run down the creaky hallway to the living room. I stop at the end of the hallway dead in my tracks. I inhale the smell of hot cocoa being made and my favorite scent during Christmas. The earthy pine ornament filled tree. “ Merry Christmas Spence” says my parents. I yell Merry Christmas back. I grab my hot chocolate off the wooden dining table and go sit right in front of the roaring fire. My parents finally come over and sit down. “Stocking Time” says my dad. I call over my two dogs, Daisy and Duma. Daisy trots over with her little paws while Duma comes running in like a mad men. They tear open their stocking, grabbing their toys out two by two. Next, it was time to open our presents! I open my present and my parents open theirs. I lean back on a pillow stuffed with hot cocoa and filled with joy. We say what we are thankful for on the wonderful windy Christmas morning. My mom says her wonderful family, my dad says a roof over his head and his amazing wife and daugher, and I say
On December 10th, I went to see A Christmas Story at Great Theatre. This show is about Ralphie Parker a nine-year-old boy who wanted a Red Ryder Carbine Action Gun. His mother among others warned him that he’d shoot his eye out. He tried to behave well in hopes he will receive the BB gun, however, matters go awry, he takes part in a fight, utters some unfavorable choice words, and his friend’s tongue gets stuck to a metal pole. Ralphie thinks he will never receive his desired present but on Christmas day his dad pointed out one more present that contained the Red Ryder BB gun. In the meantime Ralphie father has won major award a lamp of a woman’s leg that he proudly shows off in their front living room window
“Why is he not here yet? He should be here by now.” Sparsit said, worried. “You actually worry about him? The way he treats you? Treats us?” Cook said. “Well… I don't know. I mean, maybe if I act worried, he may feel it in the air, and give me Christmas off. All I want for Christmas, is to be off, solely to help people in need,” Sparsit said, yawning. “I’m going to check if he has arrived.” Walking to the door, Sparsit hears a noise, so he peaks out. Without hesitation, Sparsit opened the door to let Mr. Scrooge in. Startled, Scrooge said “Sparsit?” “Yes, sir?” Sparsit replied as if it was uncontrollable. “Hurry, hurry. The door… close it.” Scrooge said, causing Sparsit to think. “Did you knock, sir?” As he said that, Sparsit knew he had messed
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
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.
An extremely dark and cold winter night that seemed to last so endless and my father was gone for the entire weekend. Satin front of the fire, it felt like warm butter melting on my face as the gusting winds and snow developed outside. I meekly waited by the boiling fire for my loving father to come in from the brisk winter air. Sitting facing the fire desperately hoping for my father to come home and celebrate a beautiful Christmas with his family. That horrible weekend was Christmas Eve and Christmas. He did not show up for Christmas Eve, so we sadly thought that he was going to miss Christmas as well. In our family, we celebrate Christmas with our family so to not have my father there it would have changed for all our family big time. I just kept wishing and wishing that he would come home for Christmas. When a snowstorm arises, everyone would dread it because he had to work and fix people’s power.
All I remember on a cold Christmas Eve night was the sound of frantic yells and shattering glass. It all started with a small festive gathering at my best friend’s house. As the smell of freshly baked cookies lingered in the air, I received a call from my worried mother asking me to come home. However, I was not a licensed driver making the situation harder. After making several phone calls to find a ride home, my best friend’s boyfriend offered to take me home in his brand new 2014 Dodge Challenger.