Christmas is the most popular holiday in all of the land. Mostly everyone loves Christmas. There are three categories of Christmas people. Number one; the haters. They despise Christmas and think it is the devil and nothing good comes from lying to children and giving gifts for absolutely no reason at all. Number two; the average person. The ones who just buy the gifts, wear the holiday sweaters, and go to the annual Christmas gathering at Grandma’s where gifts and laughs are exchanged. Number three; the die hard Santa’s of the group. The few mothers or fathers who decorate the day after Halloween to get into the Christmas spirit. The tree is up on November first and the Christmas lights are hung all year round. They make sure to go black friday shopping to get everyone a gift, even cousin Nicholas, who is three times removed. Christmas is
Sugar cookie scented Yankee Candles burning, with a hint of the smell of pine from the Christmas tree. Lights flickering from the corner of your eyes. Christmas music traveling down the halls. In the holiday spirit, there are many traditions I do each and every year around the holiday season that I look forward to doing! Each family has different rituals they continue to do every year since they were a child. Seeing that I favor Christmas over every other holiday most of my traditions occur between Christmas and Thanksgiving. My favorite tradition is making peanut butter balls with my Uncle Corey.
I arrived at my grandma’s house in bewilderment. The smell of flavored pork and freshly made red sauce wafted out of the windows and rose with the sound of laughter. The family was already there: all four of my aunts elbow deep into bowls of chicken, pork, sauces; my cousins and a couple of uncles with rolled up sleeves spreading
All of the holidays are all great and filled with excitement, but my all time favorite holiday is Christmas. I'm already listening to Christmas music and it's not even Thanksgiving yet. One of the reasons I love Christmas is the music. Every time the magic that is Christmas music goes into my ears gives me a tingling feeling that fills me with joy. The fact that we get presents, white snow, and beautiful music that brings happiness every year makes Christmas time even better. I'm just so ready to wake up and find out Santa Claus came last night, (spoiler alert) not really. To make things better about the upcoming season, my birthday is right around the corner, December 18, exactly one week from Christmas. When Christmas season come along, I'll
My favorite holiday is Christmas because I feel joyful. Also, I can feel how warm the atmosphere is almost like a fireplace. In an apartment of white walls, there is the living room with a tall, dark green Christmas tree decorated with colorful blue, pink and purple Christmas ornaments, and colorful red bright lights. In the meantime, my mom and my husband are cooking dinner, and there is the smell of a pumpkin candle burning on top of the table. While we wait for the food to be ready, we all sit down in the living room to watch some classic movies like “Rudolph”, “The little Drummer boy”, and even if it’s not to classic “Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas”. Eventually, we can smell the orange chicken and the yellow rice with mozzarella
Christmas is almost here again, but have you ever thought how odd some of the holiday traditions are and how they became so popular? Buying a pine tree, setting it up in your house and then decorating it with festive lights and ornaments; hanging up stockings filled with candy over the fireplace; or how an old guy in a red-suit comes to your house the night before Christmas and leaves presents. This, too many Americans is normal, but why? Learning about these holiday traditions will get you into the Christmas spirit and show you what Christmas is truly about.
Ah, to be a kid again. How wonderful it would be to relive the magic of Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I have always been a kid at heart and a true lover of Christmas. But as we get older and we realize that Santa Claus and the North Pole were just stories our parents told us so we’d behave, Christmas starts to lose that magical feeling. No matter how much we might still love it, Christmastime just isn’t the same as when we were young. And at a time of all the aggravating shopping hustle and bustle, dents in the pockets, headaches, traffic jams and long lines, I begin to realize that God has sent me the most magical Christmas gift of all, a beautiful three year old whom I can relive Christmas in all over. Through my child’s eyes, I see myself each time his face lights up at the sight of Santa, and I feel his anticipation each morning as he faithfully opens up one more window on the Christmas calendar. Tonight, as we decorate the tree, I admiringly watched his tiny fingers delicately place each of the ornaments on all the same branches until they drooped to the floor. So proud of his work, I secretly placed some elsewhere, as to not hurt his feelings, and wondered how many times my own mother had done the same thing. And after a long day of shopping and excitement, I watched his eyelids begin to droop while lying underneath the warm glow of the Christmas tree lights.
Approaching Grandma's, our family anticipates the grand holiday
about to be rekindled once again. With our family and friends about to be
reunited with each other, each family member is trying not to notice how
long the last kilometer is taking. The trees along the road seem to crawl
by slower as Dad pushes his foot harder. Inch by inch, Second by second, we
approach the long awaited destination.
I couldn't have been more than 10 at the time, but I'll never forget this Christmas...about 3 days before, (Friday) school finally let out, after I swore that the clock was moving backwards. Dressed like that kid in the Christmas movie, where he can't put his arms down, my friends and I decided to go sledding. Christmas break! Why not? I had one of those disc sleds, and my little sister in front of me. I go to give us a running start (off of this monumentally large hill-at least to a 10-year-old) and run from about 15 feet back toward my sister.
As I look out my window I see tiny snowflakes slowly drifting down. I can hear the roar of laughter coming from the living room downstairs. Soon enough Saint Nick will be upon us. Christmas always brings everyone home for the holidays. Christmas is my favorite holiday because of the traditions my families and I celebrate that include our Christmas Eve routine, Christmas morning routine, and giving back to our community.