“Yippee, it’s almost Christmas!” yelled my baby
brother. He yelled this from the window of our cozy three-bedroom
apartment, which is a few blocks from my school. During a breezy winter
afternoon, beautiful Christmas lights and decorations sparkled from most
houses in the neighborhood, and hazelnut beautiful houses lit up with
Christmas lights and decorations. As I walked down an alley near my
house, I noticed a playground as red as an apple. When I entered the
playground, I saw a baby blue mailbox near a neatly trimmed garden
filled with gorgeous flowers and trees as well. The delicious smell of
beef and bean burritos smothered with sour cream and green chili sauce
blew from the basement doors of a nearby church. I felt like dogs—as
happy as can be.
One sunny special Sunday morning, I woke up early to prepare for Church.
It was bible study Sunday. I put on a cream colored skirt, a “tucked-in”
white shirt, and a vest as black as charcoal. My mom wore a cream
colored skirt. In addition, I have skin as brown as chocolate and short
black hair as fluffy as a sheep’s fur. My eyes look like dark brown
chocolate brownies shimmering in the sunlight. My eyes seemed to be
saying, this Christmas would turn out to be great. The next day we all
had a Christmas party, gathered around with friends and family. There
were kids outside playing in the playground, screaming like crazy and
playing hide-and-go-seek. Inside the houses there were adults giggling
and having chitchat conversations considerately.
Soon we all decided to eat nachos smothered with delightful nacho cheese
completed with ground beef and sour cream. Later, the party ended. A
problem occurred when my little brother and I heard my mom on the phone
talking to my aunt telling her that someone snuck into our window and
stole my mom’s Christmas money to buy presents. She was so worried she
started shaking with fear. My mom told me that she was going to work
more time to get more money.
The next day I was worried, but I had a great creative plan…. “I’m going
to have a bubble gum sale.” Although I was worried, I felt like I had to
help my mom. But hey, who doesn’t like presents?
I called some of my family and friends to help me with my intelligent
thought. We could make a bubblegum sale. We sold different flavors of
bubblegum, such as mint, watermelon, strawberry, and more. We sold
bubblegum in the front of our house on a wooden table with a sign that
told the customers $1.00 for every packets of bubblegum. It was five
hours later and we had $50 with 130 leftover packets of bubblegum. At
that time we stopped our sale and began to give the money to my mom.
When we gave my mom the money, she told us that she had raised $500
dollars from her job at Kaiser. My little brother and I were full of
Today was Christmas Eve and we had all went out to Home Town Buffet.
They served delicious food. We went to get food ourselves, whatever we
wanted. We went back home and were extremely exhausted. When we woke up
it was Christmas.
“Mom, wake up, it’s Christmas,” my little brother yelled. “Can we open
Mom?” my little brother asked with a nice bright smile.
“Yes, you can,” responded my mom.
“Thanks, Mom!” answered my little brother
When my little brother opened his presents, he received new shoes, games
and clothes. I got clothes, money, shoes, and games.
We were so honored that we rewarded my mom with a gift from my little
brother and me. I learned a new lesson and that one lesson was to be
thankful and appreciate what you have.