My Christmas

When I was a child I really loved Christmas. For me it started on 23^rd December every year as it was the time when I, my sister and my father were decorating our Christmastree while my mother was cooking and baking. I remember that there was frequently plenty of quarrels about where to hang the most attractive glass balls. It happend often that we called mom to come from the kitchen and play the role of an arbiter who gives a final verdict. Eventually, we were always proud of ourselves and admired the marvellous effect of our cooperation. Then, it was the time for me and my sister to go to bed and the parents secretely packed the presents. On the Christmas Eve, my both grandmothers, grandfather and aunt came. All together we were waiting for the first star, praying, reading the Bible, eating delicious dishes, talking with Santa Clause ( who always appeared in the late evening) and enjoying our presents. My granny often sang carrols. All this created the unique and wonderful atmosphere that I will always remember:). Before midnight my mom, dad, sister and I went to church. When we were back at home I checked whether my canary, 2 parrots and guinea pig talk. Then, we ate again and went to bed. It was usually the end of the best part of Christmas period for me. The next two days, which are the Christmas days, were also great but meant less to me. In the picture you can see me and my elder sister , Ania.