As we were decorating the natural Christmas tree this year, I remembered some of my dearest memories of Christmas.
One of my best memories ever was when I was six or seven years old. It was December 24th and we didn’t have any Christmas tree yet. It was snowing outside and we (My mom, my five years old sister, my uncle and I) went to buy one (my
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Oh yes, isn't THAT true.
And that was very nice of him to get you those presents even if he was poor, too; you're right, it's not the price of a gift that matters but the spirit in which it was given.
Hope you had some nice holidays, too. ^^
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