It would have been an ordinary day if not for the bells. I first heard them while I was in the bedroom. With their characteristic high pitched sound, I immediately recognized the tune they were propagating. I happily ran out of my room and danced to the medley of “Jingle Bell Rock”. I have not yet finished dancing but I giddily went outside to see what the field in front of our house looks like. The first thing I noticed was white. Everything was white. A coat of soft snow glazed every patch of land. Children were running around, throwing snowballs at each other while laughing so hard I think it must have hurt. Teens were riding around these metal sleighs, trying to outrun each other. I guess they were having a race. The adults, on the other …show more content…
My family is your normal working class family. My father, who drives a tricycle during those times, is the breadwinner of the family and earns just enough to help make both ends meet. We live in a rural place and our house is situated between agricultural fields. Suffice to say, the grand celebration of Christmas akin to those of western countries and even in the affluent parts of our country has never been done in our household. As far as I know, Christmas for us is just as normal as any other day of the week. But that did not stop me from …show more content…
If Santa cannot enter the house, then I’ll bring the socks outside the house. I figured out that maybe if I hang the socks in our terrace, Santa will have no more need for a chimney and will just proceed to park his sleigh in front of our house. VIP, oh diba? Maybe he’ll give me additional gifts because I was a resourceful child, and if I was lucky enough, he can even adopt me as one of his elves. Nevermind the fact that I’m not an elf. For me, everything was possible. The first problem was sorted out. It was only after solving the first dilemma that I encountered my second obstacle. I went to our Durabox to find socks big enough for Santa’s gifts. He’ll give me many presents, so I really need a large socks. I really wish those elephants I saw on TV wore socks so that Santa won’t have a problem fitting all his gifts into these skimpy socks I found. They were the size of my tini hand. They were obviously for my chubby feet, but these weren’t enough for the gifts. I resorted to using a pillowcase instead. They were biggest and most presentable thing that I could substitute for a sock. I could have gotten a sack, but that proved to be too shabby. I was afraid the sight of a nylon sack hanging in our terrace will scare Santa away. I do not want to lose my
As an outsider of the society, the Grinch doesn’t understand the celebration and resents it as a result, and it quite peeved by the inescapable uproar that it brings. Christmas
Scrooge: “Thank ‘ee. I am much obliged to you. I thank you fifty times. God bless you and Merry Christmas!” (Dickens 274)
Upon realizing he has been returned to Christmas morning, Scrooge begins shouting "Merry Christmas!" at the top of his lungs. Scrooge is overjoyed with excitement. Scrooge runs into the street and offers to pay the first boy he meets to deliver a great Christmas goose to Bob Cratchit's house. He meets one of the gentlemen who earlier asked for charity money for the poor and apologizes for his previous rudeness, promising to donate lots of money to the poor.
In Charles Dickens' famous novel, A Christmas Carol, Ebenezer Scrooge is visited by three ghosts who help him realize that he is not the man he should be. When he is invited to view his own gravestone by the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come, Scrooge implores, But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change. Today I'm going to show how his ending change. The following evening ,Scrooge was haunted by Marley's ghost, which alert Scrooge that the dead who had horrible lives are called to explore places and not be at peace.
Scrooge goes on to tell Cratchit Merry Christmas, and claps his back, a merrier Christmas than I have given you for many years. I’ll raise your salary and endeavor to assist your struggling family and we will discuss your affairs this very afternoon over a bowl of smoking bishop. He tells Cratchit to get the fires going and buy another coal scuttle before he dots another i. It’s too cold in this place!
Another way he "keep Christmas well" is in the workplace. He plays a joke on his worker Bob, Scrooge gets to work early and Bob is running a bit late and Scrooge made it seem like he was going to fire him and but instead he gives him a raise. you can see that Scrooges workplace will now be a nice place to
I’ve never seen snow in my life until we were on our way. We drove to Iowa so when we were getting close, I remember the first time I touched snow and it wasn’t anything I thought it was like. I thought snow was soft but when I touched it was hard and icy. We lived in my aunt’s house, in her basement. Starting school at the elementary in Orange City, I was used to having a variety of races in my school, but when I went to school for the first time here all I saw was white people.
If there is fire in this tale of Christmas, there is water nearby; everything exists with a polar opposite. The spirits, while all aiming to accomplish the same goal, literally and figuratively show Scrooge both the good and the bad; the light and the dark. The first spirit is described as a “clear jet of light” which made everything “visible” (30). The spirit who is there to show him his past joyous Christmases, is also literally lighting the way.
Denying the fact that it was he who lay upon the lifeless bed, he was overcome by terror that there was a slight chance it was his future self. The Apparition of Christmas Yet to Come also shows him a floweress, uncared for, rotting grave, the stone belonging to Ebenezer Scrooge. Not wanting to be condemned to this awful downfalling, he begs the Spirit, crying “Your nature intercedes for me, and pities me. Assure me that I yet may change these shadows you have shown me, by and altered life.” It is after this moment that Scrooge vows to honor Christmas, and to be amiable to all, keeping the lessons he has learned in his
The ghost of Christmas present took Scrooge to a place in London where people who were less fortunate lived At a lighthouse, two men “joined hands over the rough table at which they sat, and they wished each other a Merry Christmas” (Dickens 6.1). Those people had to work on Christmas, but they made the best of it and had their own Christmas. The ghost of Christmas Present also took Scrooge to his nephew’s house. At his nephew’s house, they were playing a game and Scrooge’s nephew was thinking of something while the other had to figure out what it was. He was thinking of “a savage animal, an animal that growled and grunted sometimes, and lived in London.”
He dresses up as Santa Claus and goes down to the Who village and proceeds to steal all their decorations and presents. Throughout this exposition and rising action, the Grinch is shown to be a troubled and distraught character through both direct and indirect characterization. Discussing rumors that people may believe to have caused his problems , the narrator says, “But the most likely reason of all, May have been that his heart was two sizes too small” (Seuss 1). To conclude his scheme of stealing Christmas, he plans to take all the presents and decor up to the top of Mount Crumpit and drop it off the opposing cliff face.
The day was just after my brother’s birthday and we had just finished celebrating his birthday. My brother was more surprised, however, by the amount of snow that covered the yards outside. We both awoke to a sight much more impressive than that of December, a white landscape obscuring everything laying on the ground, including the cars. My brother and I changed faster than firemen getting ready for a rescue, as we ran outside to see the fascinating snow that surrounded our neighborhood.
Our gifts where never wrapped and we each had our own pile. Santa always left my gifts on the right and my sister’s gifts on the left. This past Christmas was the first year that my sister no longer believed in Santa Clause. The magic of Saint Nick was gone. Even though I knew who the gifts where coming from for several years, pretending for my sister kept the magic alive for a little while longer.
As time and age inch around the corner, the items that are gathered throughout the years become memorabilia. Many of those items are valued less because there was not much love that went into making them. However, my parents are true reminders that homemade gifts are greater than any store-bought gift. Since I was a baby, Christmas has been a magical time of year for my family. There were red and green lights glimmering around the house, family members smiling, and mounds of gifts underneath the tree just waiting to be ripped open by my little hands.
It all started on a summer day, I went to nags head beach with my family. We got a big beach house with my whole family and a few friends. This was about 4 years but it feels like it was just the other day. We went at the very end of the summer. It was still nice and warm outside.