Christmas Tree Woods
The day before Christmas Eve I awoke to the sound of sizzling bacon. It was the crack of dawn and I heard my parents quietly talking. I sprang out of bed because I remembered that today we would harvest our Christmas tree. I jumped into my warmest clothes and ran to our table and sat down. Once all nine of us were at the table we thanked the Lord for our food and ate bacon and pancakes.
“Now, we can get the Christmas tree?” asked my younger brother, Blaise.
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