Personal Narrative: My Winter Holidays

It’s that time of year again. The Winter Holidays. The Christmas music, the new hype for 2044 and best of all Presents! This year I get to be Santa. I have the privilege to deliver my son’s most wanted present of all time, The iHolo. They dub it the “all in one” because Apple integrated holograms to their Apple Glasses and can use any Apple device be it Macbook or iPhone. I can’t wait wait to see my son’s face smiling from ear to ear thanking Santa and relieved he has been good enough this year. Boy this takes me back to when I got my absolute favorite gift at that time. I was 11 years old. It was right after Thanksgiving when my family pulled out a piece of paper for the Wish List that year. That year I wanted the PSP all of my other friends

He was an Elf that reports back to Santa every night watching my movements to see if I was bad. If I ever hurt him, he would report back that I am violent and not careful so I could break the toys and shouldn’t deserve presents from Santa. Everyday I do my chores and also help around the house making sure that Elf watches me do it. I want to do something more so that I have no regrets of not getting a PSP because I didn’t help around enough or be kind. So I decided to bring joy to local people by caroling. I am really bad at singing and I don’t like singing in front of other people. But if I wanted that PSP I’m going to have to work for it. I went to church and asked if I can go caroling with the choir. They agreed and said “the more the merrier”. So I went with them for a couple of days along with my parents and the elf. I started singing all of the famous Christmas songs and I watch people smile when they hear our wonderful voices. It felt really good and motivated to do better. At the end everyone congratulated me saying that I was a natural. On Christmas Eve I needed snow. So what I heard is that if you put ice in the toilet and a spoon under your pillow it will snow. This is the last thing I need to make sure I got my own PSP. I did all of them and other odd things and sure enough it started snowing! I told my parents to stop saying “snow” and to spell it out because if you say “snow” too many times it will stop. I went to bed knowing I did the best I can and it was really fun. I thought doing my chores for nothing was bad but my motivation kept me going. Caroling with other people was a joyous experience knowing I made people’s night by singing. Overall I am pleasant guy, no enemies at school or have beef with any family