lunes, 2 de diciembre de 2013

A day to remember




Well, in this case, I don`t remember one day in particular, but I can say that every year, in December I revive the Christmas in my Grandfather`s house. When I was a child, my family went to pass the Christmas to the grandfather`s house. My grandmother always was cooking turkey. I don`t know why she was cooking that, but I only know that these turkeys were the best that I ever tasted in my entire life. 

We were celebrating the Christmas on December  24th, and we were waiting to the midnight to receive the presents. The best moment of the night was when we received the gifts. Everything was perfect, the Christmas tree, the lights, the smells and the gifts. I remember these gifts as giant boxes, but on second thoughts maybe the problem is that I was smaller than I remember and I saw everything biggest. 

Because of my grandfather and these magical nights, I have the best memories of my childhood.



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