White
Icicles
North Pole
Turtle dove ornaments
Elves
Reindeer
Christ is born
Happy times
Reindeers
Icicles
Santa
Time for all
Making cookies
Always happy
Chilly
Opposite of warm
Lots of wind
Does not go away
Holy
All gather together
No Christmas trees
U can celebrate with us
Kids get a present every night
Keep spinning dreidle
Awesome songs
Happy times
Haiku
Win-ter is so cold
Snow-flakes are so beau-ti-ful
I love Christ-mas day
Poem
Christmas is almost here.
Everyone’s day is filled with cheer.
Lots of presents galore.
So many that they cover the floor.
I Love waking up to find presents under my tree.
When I see them, my face fills with glee.
My Favorite holiday movie is How The Grinch Stole Christmas. It is about a very mean green Grinch who does not like Christmas at all. He dosen’t like Christmas because he has too little a heart. While all the people from Whoville are getting ready for their favorite time of year, the Grinch is trying to plan away to ruin it for all of them. So, he pretends that he is Santa Claus and goes down to Whoville on Christmas Eve night while all of Whoville is asleep and steals everything from ornament to present including all the Christmas lights. But along the way a little girl named Sally comes out of sleeping. She saw that there were no presents and asked the Grinch “Why is there nothing under the tree”? The Grinch Replied “The toys are not working correctly so I will take them back home and fix them up there and bring them back here.” So, the Grinch sent Sally back to bed and then carried on with his work. And lied to Sally. In the Morning the Grinch waited to see all the people of Whoville get up and not see any presents and be really sad. Instead they all gathered around the giant Christmas tree and sang songs. Then the Grinch’s heart grew two sizes too big and he rode all the way down to Whoville and delivered all the presents that he had stolen. It was the best day of his life and the people of Whoville people even invited him for a Christmas day feast.
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