When I was a child, I lived in Santiago. With my family (parents, brothers and sisters, my grandad, etc) celebrated Christmas with a dinner, a wonderfull dinner. I remember there were a lot of things to eat.
Then, all the street is full with my neightbors, all my friends wth all their games, gifts of Christmas.
Almost 24:00 hrs, someone says " I just saw to Pascuero!!! " And we ran with all our energy to the Christmas tree to saw gifts.
I remeber a bycicle, on that bike I learned to drive.
Now, we eat something, something wonderfull of course, we enjoy in family and then, to sleep.
At morning of 25th we recibe gifts, and all my brothers ans sister laughts a lot and jump, etc.
Me and my parents eat breakfast and talk until late. I have 7 borthers and sisters, and we remeber the days when I was a child and do exactly the same like my borthers and sisters.
hello, Pablo
ResponderEliminarthe best gift is a bicycle.