Why I Like Christmas
By EMILY STANDAL, 9
I like Christmas because it is fun getting the family together again. I like Christmas because I like all of the presents I get. Sometimes I go to a friend's house or a friend comes to my house. I love to look for a Christmas tree. Right after we find a tree we put it up and put the ornaments on it. I always get all the presents I want. Last year was the only year I did not get all of the presents I wanted. Last year we got 14 days of school off. It was very fun. Last year we went to our grandma's house. It was fun. We are going to have Grinch night again. Grinch night is when we go to our grandma's house and play a Grinch game and then watch "How The Grinch Stole Christmas." It is very fun. My birthday is on the 24th of January. All of my birthdays were sleepovers. When my family and I lived in St. Francis, we just had to walk across the lawn to get to our grandma's house for Christmas because they were our neighbors. It was fun.
A Christmas Story
By ALY KASPER-MAINE, age 9
Once upon a time there was a mouse named Mousekins. He loved presents. The problem was Mousekins was selfish. He never gave any Christmas presents to anyone, not even a crumb. One day his family said, "I'm tired of of not getting any presents. I'm not giving Mousekins anymore presents until he gives us some presents once in a while." So one day he decided he would give one present to every person he knew. So from that day on he always gave everyone he knew a lot of presents. To this day on, he even gave a present to an ant.
A Very Merry Christmas
By TREVOR HOFMANN, age 9
At 8:30, my dad called all of us downstairs. We we got downstairs, there were about 15-20 presents under the Christmas tree!
After opening presents, we had to get dressed and then we had cinnamon rolls for breakfast. After breakfast, we all got our socks & shoes on, got our hair brushed, got our hats & jackets on and headed out to the Suburban to go to grandma & grandpa Hofmann's house.
When we got there, we saw that our cousins had gotten there before us. When we got inside, Travis, Zack & I played with our cousin Doug, and played downstairs. We played chair tag and Doug was "it."
After a few rounds of chair tag, it was time for lunch. After lunch, we played a few games such as the dice game & the fishing game, and then we had a snack. After snacks, we played a few more games and then we had dinner. After dinner, grandpa told us that he had a present for us. While we searched, grandpa told us if we were getting hotter or colder, and when I looked in the closet, grandpa said I was on fire! The present he had for us was a snowboard with a rope and a handle attached to the front.
After I found the snowboard, we got our jackets, hats, & gloves on and went outside. When we got outside, grandpa was hooking up the snowboard to the tractor. When he was done, he gave us all rides on the snowboard, except Brittney & Jessica didn't get rides. They were too big. After rides we all went inside and grandma gave us all bags with toys & candy in them! After that it was time to go home. We all said goodbye to grandma & grandpa Hofmann as we drove off. I liked to look at the Christmas lights when we drove by the houses.
It was a very Merry Christmas!
My Christmas Story
By BRITTNEY SCHUBERT,
Christmas is a cheerful time at my house! As a family we go around looking for the perfect Christmas tree, and then haul it home. Dad always gets the tree ready for decorating. We put on a lot of lights and tinsel!! Each year my siblings and I receive a new ornament to add to our collections to hang on the tree. Once the tree skirt is in its place, we help mom put together the train track to go around it. The last finishing touch is when we put the angel on top of the tree. Now we turn of the lights to see what we have done!
On Christmas eve we all get dressed in our best church clothes, while listening to the Christmas tunes. Then we put out cheese and cookies for Santa, and Rice Crispies for his reindeer. Now we're off to church. When we return, we open gifts. Then we go to see what our relatives received. On Christmas Day we have a big celebration at my aunt and uncle's house!
Those are just memories now. Everything is different. You see, my mom and dad got divorced this summer and it's been hard on our whole family. This year we'll be spending time with my mom and her boyfriend on Christmas, but that's O.K. because it is time to start new traditions!
By KALI BERGMAN, 9
One day I went to the Five Star Annual Dance Competition on Christmas Day. On the way there my mom was mad at me because I was bragging to my little brother Dan that I had got perfect attendance in dance.
When we got to the competition and singed my group up which includes Beca, Lita and myself, we met up stage to practiced our dance. There were 26 other groups competing and I felt a nervousness in my tummy as if there were butterflies dancing around in my tummy like little
ballerinas tickling me. The judges told us that we were on next. "Uh-oh," I thought as I walked onto the stage.. .weird my tummy is calming down. When we finished our dance and got home with a second place trophy in our hands and got to bed it was 9:00.
That night Santa returned and when the clock turned 12:00 I felt a cold mitten touch my cheek and a voice say "Why.. .why have you been bragging so much?" I opened my eyes and to my surprise I saw Santa talking to me. I was to shocked to answer. He started to tell me a story of how he acted when he was a kid.
After a while she started to realize what he was trying to tell her. After that day she was a nicer, sweeter and nicer too and after that day I was one of the nicest girls in my small family.
The Christmas Play
By JACI JEZIORSKI, 9
Amy Clutch was so excited for Christmas. She wasn't wondering what she got for Christmas. She was wondering what her family and friend's reaction was for their Christmas.
The day before Christmas Eve, she went to church with her best friend, Kristin Critter. Kristin and Amy were sitting in the front row of the balcony to watch the expressions on the actors' faces. They loved the Christmas play. Their most favorite part of the Christmas church service was the play.
Each year their church provided a play. This year's had modern day and Jesus day. When the lights went low the curtains moved and there in front of them was a beautiful living room. Three people were sitting in the furniture placed in the middle of the stage. They had presents in their hands.
The child handed her mom a small box. Her mom's eyes watered as she opened it. It was a beautiful necklace! Amy felt thrilled at what just happened. The child picked up a big box with her name on it and tore open the Rudolph wrapping and found a stuffed horse.
She yelled out, "You could have done better, I got you a NECKLACE!" Her mom said, "Honey I love this beautiful necklace, but remember Christmas is about giving, not getting." Her dad added, "It's about the birth of Jesus, sweetie." When they finally settled down the curtains closed. About two minutes past, and the curtains opened again. There before them was a manger scene. A stuffed doll played as Jesus. Mary and Joseph were surrounding the stuffed doll in the basket.
Mary said, "Thank you, God, for this beautiful gift. You are amazing." Joseph said something but Amy and Kristin didn't hear. They were talking about presents and what kind of cookies they were going to get for Santa.
Then the curtains closed and a spotlight came to the center of the stage. A short, stout man came onto the floor. He said, "Hello, hope you enjoyed this Christmas play. I just wanted to talk about the play. Did you notice that the child whined while Mary thanked. The true meaning of Christmas is really what the dad said, 'Christmas is about the birth of Jesus.' Thank you all and merry Christmas." After they were dismissed, Kristin said, "Lets go caroling instead of opening presents."
Almost the Best Christmas Ever
By JACOB VETSCH, 10
When I was six and my sister was four, she told me where my presents were. They were under my mom and dad's bed. There was a backpack, a Tripoly game, and a Hot Wheels set. Now I couldn't look forward to opening presents. So when I did open them, I acted like I didn't know what it was. But the last one I didn't know. I was surprised that it was a Trouble game.
We played all night in the smell of the pine tree as everyone was cozy in sweatshirts. When we finished a round, the winner would scream with excitement. After the night was over, I felt really happy because we had a lot of fun.
P.S Never snoop for presents. Lesson well learned.
My Christmas Tradition
By TYLER POYNTER, 10
On Christmas Eve our whole family gets together and opens presents. This Christmas is my last Christmas with my cousin because she is moving to Texas to live with her mom. Two years ago was my last Christmas with my Grampa because he died. Last year was my last Christmas with my Grama because she died.
This year for Christmas, I get to spend six days with my dad and six days with my mom. This Christmas, my house is going to smell like cookies because every year we bake cookies for Christmas. Every year for Christmas it is loud because there are people talking, paper ripping, and yelling.
At Christmas, I open my presents. Then I go in my bedroom and play. At Christmas, I feel sad sometimes because my Grama and Grampa died. I feel happy because my mom, dad, sister, cousins, and aunts and uncles are coming for Christmas.
My Christmas Story
By JENNA KOHLMAN, 9
Christmas is when we celebrate when Jesus was born.
Once upon a time in a town called Bethlehem, Jesus was born. It was a cold night and the stars were as bright as diamonds. The three Wiseman went to see him. They followed a star in the sky until they came to the manager. They brought him three gifts: gold, frankincense and myrrh. Everybody was saying, "What joy he will bring and glory to the new born king." Everybody was so happy and glad except King Herod. King Herod wanted no one to take his place as king. God sent Jesus to be the new king.
Christmas isn't just about getting presents; it's about when Jesus was born. That is why we celebrate Christmas.
Not the Ice!
By GUTHRIE COUGLIN, age 9
Once when I was in New Hope, I was skating on my grandparents' neighbors' hockey rink. I was playing hockey with my friends there. Adam, Sam, my dad and I tried to score a goal on my sister. That's when the disaster started.
I flipped over the boards because my sister tripped me. I hurt my leg badly because I landed on ice. I almost got ran over by my dog because my cousin Megen was throwing balls for her to fetch. There was blood all over and I was crying big time.
Then my dad took off his scarf and wrapped it over the wound. Everybody ran out of my grandparents' house to see if I was o.k. When my sister heard that, she stormed into the house.
I tried to catch her except it was no use to chase her when my leg was broken. Everybody tried to lift me up except I weighed a lot. But my cousin the basketball star lifted me up so high I felt like a bird. After that it felt like I was king. I got to eat in the den and I got to watch T.V. My sister was happy that I did not break my leg. One week later I felt much better and it felt good to walk again.
By LILIYA MATVEYEV, 9
Once I had a Christmas Day I will never forget. It happened in Oregon. I have a lot of uncles, my dad's brother. They live in Oregon. Only Uncle Henry lives in Germany. One day uncle Henry told Uncle Joe that he was going to visit us in Oregon.Two of them kept it a secret so nobody would know he was going to come.
When he came to Oregon, he went to my grandpa and grandma's house. My grandma and grandpa did not know it was him because he was dressed like Santa Claus. My grandma and grandpa talked with him and he talked with them. They told him they used to live in Russia.
He told them that he lives in Germany. My grandma and grandpa fed him. He said that the food smelled like Russian food. Then when Uncle Henry took of his beard that he was wearing, my grandma and grandpa now knew it was their son.They were glad to see each other. After that, my uncles and aunts came over and we had a great Christmas Day.
When I saw Santa
By THOR LINNEROOTH, age 9
One Christmas Eve when I was at my grandma and grandpa's house I was ager to see Santa in his sleigh. I looked out t he window for more than an hour. Then all of a sudden I was a speck of silver in the sky. I watched it get closer and closer then in a split second it was gone in the clouds.
After 30 seconds passed by I heard a crash on the roof. When a minute passed I heard a knock at the door. My dad went and opened the door and there in front of my eyes was Santa Claus. I couldn1t belive that I was going to meet him! He came in with a big bag of presents. It was huge! Then we each took our presents. I got a took kit that was neat! Santa had a long white beard and magnificent glasses. He was cool. That1s when I saw Santa.
Getting Ready for Christmas
By KARLIE SAATZER, age 10
Christmas at my house is always fun because we get to decorate the house. My whole family helps.
We decorate the house with teddy bears and plastic dalmation dogs from 101 dalmations. We put the tree in the living room and we decorate it with snowmen, santas, bears sledding, white lights and my favorite, a silver star ornament, which is my favorite because it1s so sparkly. It has a picture of me smiling at about 6 or 7 years old.
In my room I have Christmas Precious Moments on my dresser. My favorite is the one sitting on a present and covered with lights. I put a pretty angel on my dresser next to my bed. It is glass with a crinkly dress.
When we decorate outside, we put up a manger. Baby Jesus is sleeping in a cradle. Mary and Joseph are looking at him. A little lamb sits by baby Jesus. I like it because it makes me think of Christmas.
Decorating is my favorite part of Christmas because our house is pretty, my room is cute, our tree is beatiful and our yard is lovely.
A Christmas I will
By CLAIRE CAMPBELL, age 11
I swiftly turn around and glare at the beautiful, bare Christmas tree. My Christmas tree is as pretty as freshly fallen snow. I thrust my hand into a cardboard box that my family's phenomenal, crystal, decorations are in. I dig deeper into the box, ald pull out a stunning, cherished, ornament that my grandfather had made me three years before.
It had always been a fmaily tradition for my grandfather and I to decorate our Christmas tree. "He is here, he is here!" I would scream enthusiastically as my grandfather walked into my house. We always would walk over to the tree, and carefully put up the breakable, glass ornaments. I always sprinted down stairs and found a long scarlet ribbon to wrap around our enormous Christmas tree. Gently, I would place my ornaments that I made at school, on the tree.
We both sat and glanced at the lovely, decorated tree. You should have seen the lights: they were as bright as the sun, on a hot, sunny July morning, and as colorful as a rainbow after a light shower. After putting up the ornaments, my grandfather would sit down and tell me the story of The Night Before Christmas. "It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house ..." He would start to say. He never got to finish the story. I would always interrupt him and ask about Santa Claus and his reindeer, Rudolph always was my absolute favorite.
My grandfather would always sit me down on his lap, and tell me about Christmas, what it really meant, and what it really was about. I never really paid attention to what he was saying. I would just sit there in my own special dream world. I never knew what Christmas was about, what is it about? I would ask myself again and again. Now, my grandfather is not able to help me decorate my tree. After all thhose years not once did I cherish the love I got from my grandfather while decorating the tree.
"I'm done!" I said as I finished hanging up the lights, and spectacular decorations. As I sat there, I realized that Christmas was not about the presents and the goodies. Christmas is about family, giving and love. I just wish that my grandfather could have been there when I was decorating my family's tree.
The Three Trees
By ARYN LADD, age 9
A long time ago there were three trees, a pine tree, a maple tree and a oak tree. Each of the trees was planted in a different way. The pine tree was planted by a fox cub playing with a pine cone. The oak tree was planted by a pelican eating a fish. The maple tree was planted by a bird eating a fish.
All of the trees had dreams. The maple tree wanted to be a treasure chest. The oak tree wanted to be a king's boat, and the pine tree wanted to point everyone to heaven. One day the maple tree was cut down and made into a manger for the animals. In the manger, lay a baby. He thought it was just a baby but he was not. He was a Holy baby. The maple tree thought he did not get his dream.
One day, the oak tree was cut down and made into a boat. He was so happy but then he noticed that it was tiny! He did not know that the greatest king was sailing in him. He thought he was just a man.
One night there was a terrible storm. The lightning flashed everywhere. In the morning, there lay the great on the ground. He had been struck by lightning. The next day he was hauled to the junk yard.
He laid there for a month and then he was hauled away. His branches were cut off and he was cut into a T shape. A man was nailed to him and died there. Then the tree thought, "I wanted to point everyone to heaven and now I am a sign of death."
Then God spoke to all of the trees and helped them understand that they were all important. He had a plan for all of them. He told them that they all had held his son and were very special. He told the pine tree that he had gotten his wish and would always point everyone to heaven.
The Night of Christmas
By KYLAH PALOMARES, age 9
When I went to bed the other night, the night of Christmas eve, I heard a sound. It was not an ordinary sound but a pounding sound. I wondered what happened? I ran upstairs to see what was the matter. Of all things to see, I saw Santa. He was as jolly as can be with his nose like a cherry with his belly so round. His beard looked like it could touch the ground. He went up my chimney so fast.
The Best Christmas Ever
by DAYNA RABOIN, 14
Once upon a time, there was a family by the name of Smith who didn't have much money. In fact, they had so little money that they could hardly provide for their three children, Meghan, Luke, and Jenny.
These three children never really had a real Christmas because Joe and Cindy couldn't provide money to supply their children with the joys of Christmas. Their neighbors, the Anderson's, noticed that year after year the children would be saddened because they would wake up each Christmas and make something for their parents. For instance, they would make them breakfast in bed.
The Anderson's decided to give the children the best Christmas they have ever had. They gave them all sorts of clothes and toys.
You should've seen the looks on the kid's faces when they revealed the truckload of presents. Words couldn't express the delight of the children.
It's because of people like this that children who are less privileged than us receive gifts on Christmas. For all of you that have participated in being a modern-day Santa Claus, thank you. I'm sure they appreciate it very much.
by DEVIN MACKENZIE, age 9
It was 8 days before Christmas, and all I wanted to do for Christmas was go to the North Pole.
One week later, I got a phone call from someone with a voice low but happy, asking us to go to the North Pole. I rushed downstairs to ask my mom. "Please, please can I go to the North Pole?" My mom said "Okay, but on one condition. That you bring me, too!" We went by plane. It took 14 hours to get there. Finally when we got there, it felt like it was -100 degrees outside. Then we saw a green and red house, so we went inside. I opened the door.
We couldn't believe what we saw! Elves only 2 feet tall! All I could hear was "Click, clack! Click, clack!" Then I heard the same voice that was on the phone. It was Santa! "Hi, Santa!" the elves said. "Ho, Ho, Ho!" he said.
"Do you want to have Christmas with me?" he asked me cheerfully. "Okay", I said. "Well, tomorrow is Christmas!" he said with excitement. He followed us to the kitchen. "You people must be starving", he said. "Let's eat!" When we were done eating, we went straight to bed.
The next morning, Santa woke us up and the presents were right next to the Christmas tree. I got everything I wanted. It was the best Christmas ever.
My Spectacular Christmas
By ISAAC HESS, age 10
"DING, DONG!" "I will get that!", I holler. I head for the big, brown door, open it, and see my Grandpa and Grandma, Aunt and Uncle, and their daughters, Bryana and Kate.
I greet them with a hello and they all come in bundled in hats, gloves and boots. We all go to warm up by our new fireplace; it is as hot as the sun on a hot summer day.
While we are getting warmed up, my grandma and aunt are cooking a big Christmas dinner. My favorite thing is the strawberry salad. I think it is the best thing in the whole world! Also, my aunt, mom and grandma are making a big, scrumptious ham, freshly mashed potatoes, and a few more superior good foods.
I go outside to play with my chocolate lab while I am waiting anxiously for dinner. "Time to eat," my mom hollers as loud as a church bell when it goes DING, DONG, and everyone comes piling in to get their favorite seat. Then we get started in on eating a big feast.
My sister Hannah spills her milk all over the floor, but luckily there is an old towel in the new bathroom that my Grandpa and Grandma just got done building.
After we all get done eating our fabulous feast, we go to open our presents. When my grandpa opens the present that I gave him, his face lights up like a red balloon.
The present was a new scope for when he goes elk hunting in Montana. Then I tear into a present that I was given. It is a new Ski-Doo jacket. I tell my Grandma and Grandpa thank you. After everyone gets done opening their gifts, my relatives leave.
After all the excitement, we head for bed to wait for Santa Claus. This had been one of the best Christmases ever, celebrating the holiday with my family.
A Christmas Story
By AMBER WENDT, age 9
On Christmas Martha opened her biggest present last. Her mom, dad, and little sister, Becky, were watching. The sweet smells of Christmas were in the air as Martha gasped! Her big eyes were wide on her joyful face. "Yeah", she screamed. It was a big yellow and red sled. Her mom and dad were wide eyed.
Martha put on her snow gear. As she headed out the door to go sledding, her mom said," Let Becky come and don't get sick, ok!" Her parents didn't think that it was a good idea to go sledding but Martha loved sledding.
A few hours after Martha started to sled, she didn't feel good so she went home. Becky didn't want to go home but she had to. Martha asked her mom if she would take her temperature. Her mom said she would, so Martha laid down and her mom took her temperature. It was 104.9 which meant Martha was sick and her throat was not good either. Her mom almost cried because now Martha would not be in the Christmas play. Martha's mom is not happywith what had happened. All of a sudden. Becky came marching in and said, "I want to go sledding!"
"Mom said we can't," Martha replied. "But we can!" Becky yelled.
"No! Now leave so I can get some rest," said Martha.
"Fine! "said Becky.
Three hours past as Martha slept but Becky woke us up. It was time for her to eat supper so she ate and went back to to bed.
The next morning when she woke up, it was time to go to the play. Only Becky was in it because Martha was sick.
When they got to the school, Becky ran up to the stage. The director asked Becky where Martha was.
Becky said, "She's um. .um..." All of a sudden, Martha walked up and sold," Here I am!"
"Good!" said the director.
That night while everyone was watching, Martha sang a solo and played the leading part in the play called "A Christmas Story" while Becky was a camel.
After that, Martha was careful about how long she was outside so she would not get sick again! They all were happy and joyful for the rest of the year until the next Christmas. Becky got sick!
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