Personal Narrative- Most Memorable Christmas :: Personal Narrative

Personal Narrative- Most Memorable ChristmasEver since I could remember, I have spent Christmas at my grandmothers house, a house which is practiced of comfort, warmth, and happiness. At Christmas, I have always been able to escape the cold and dark real world allowing myself to truly enjoy just several moments in time. These moments have left impressionable memories from my childhood making Christmas a holiday that is special to me and my family. It is a time for my family to get together, share stories, laugh, and even cry. My most memorable Christmas is one from my past. I was about six years old. I clearly remember sitting in class on the last day of take aim before Christmas vacation anticipating the bell to ring and signify that the classes were finally over. As the bell rang, I ran out of that class, and once I got home I was take a leak in an instant to leave for my grandmothers where I would spend my holidays. It was a two hour drive to my grandmothers house. I was preci se impatient throughout the entire drive. I couldnt wait to see my grandma, my cousin, and my aunts. To make things better, however, snow started to fall filling me with hopes of a snowball fight the future(a) day.Finally, we arrived at our destination. I left the car leaving my parents and little brother behind and ran up the steps to my grandmas house. I just had to be the first one to knock on her door, so I did. She opened the door for me, and I went inside parting with the bitter cold and darkness surround me. Inside the house I was immediately encircled with the aromas of her Christmas cooking and baking. A real fresh Christmas tree which was already beautifully adorned with old family ornaments punctured the air with more holiday aromas. I went into the kitchen with my mom, and together we helped my grandma finish preparing the Christmas Eve dinner. Soon, we all sat around the dinner table enjoying my grandmas culinary specialties. There was one dish that had stuck in my mi nd though, possibly because it was the last dish served that night.