My Fondest Memory

Nabil S.

The holiday season is the best season of all.  On Christmas time everyone seems in good mood and becomes nicer and more sympathetic for everyone.  And this season brings back many special memories for everyone.

I always remember when I was little waking up with the anticipation and illusion of finding the gifts that Santa Claus had brought me. One Christmas morning when I was about six years old, I woke up and ran to my brother’s bedroom to wake him up and screamed, “It’s Christmas morning; it’s Christmas morning!” We both ran downstairs and the first thing we saw was our huge tree all lit-up with lights and all the gifts under it.  We excited unwrapped everything, and found everything we had asked for.  Gift wrapping paper flew all over us.  Then my dad and mom came downstairs and told us to look outside.  My eyes were big, my mouth wide-opened to see the snow falling.  I had never seen snow before.  It was a beautiful scene beyond my imagination.  My mom made hot chocolate, and we all sat around the tree with all our new gifts.

I will never forget that Christmas and the first beautiful snow that I saw, and the warmth of my family all around me was the best part.