As Lil Children,We'd Dream of Christmas Morn..
I still remember the days where I used to take a "sneak peek" at the presents I got under the 6 foot tree in USJ2,my old house(Which has now turned into a DayCare Centre).I would with super caution peel off the tape on one side of the box and peek at the present.And every single time,to my delight,I would always jump for joy when I see the present.Hehe.I think my parents found out in the end and recently these few years,they don't put the presents under the tree until Christmas day comes.Hahahaha.
I also remember on every single Christmas day,each year,I would wake up at crazy early in the morning to see whether there was such thing as Santa and if he DID leave me any presents.And also on every Christmas during that morning,I would open the biggest presents I could find under the tree.Haha.
I remember also a specific "small talk" I had with one of my Uncles.I asked him"How come your house don't have chimney wan.After how Santa Clause give presents ?"Then my Uncle replied "Because there's no such thing as Santa Clause.He's only a fairytale.."I think he said that because I really rmb how much I thought about "NO SANTA CLAUSE" a whole lot.Hahaha.
Not all Xmas times were perfect.Heck,nothing's perfect in the world.I still remembered a time when the females of the Tan family were decorating the tree.It was a tradition to decorate the tree together for you are simply not allowed to decorate alone all the time.So we did.And I'm always the one getting myself excited when my mom brings out a long-ish box with rafia strings all over it.And I would go "YAY!!!!THE TREE IS GOING TO BE UP!!!!!"You see,there are consequences when I get overly excited.I become very,VERY clumsy.I masih ingat when I dropped a few baubbles onto the floor but never break la.If it breaks and I'm at that age,I would run for my life I tell you knowing the "rotan" is hanging in the kitchen right there before your very eyes.Haha,Sometimes it might not even be there because I throw it into the storeroom,EVERYTIME.Hahaha.And my mom and sis would scold me so much for being clumsy that I would run upstairs and sulk my butt off all day long.I would also rant out my anger and temper in my journal.Haha.
And I can be quite surprising when it comes to remembering people I love.That year my maid,Auntie Chel(I think most of you should know her)went home to the Philippines.She was like my best friend although I used to get scolded by her a cpl of times but she was still like my really good friend.She read to me stories and tells me stories that make me laugh so hard and play Congkak with me also.Hehe.She was also like ym baby sitter la.So yeah,I cried a lot when she went home.I was lying on my sister's lap going back from the airport crying my heart out in the Vito.Yeap,I still rmb.Anyways,on Christmas Day,I went into her room and sat there on her bed.I just went blank and I started tearing.And I said "Merry Christmas,Auntie Chel"and I wiped off my tears and went out of the room.
You know,if you minus-ed the "Christmas" in "Christmas Day",it only leaves a "Day" there.It woulod turn out to be an ordinary day.But because of the wor Christmas,we look forward to it every yr,even little or a lot.But as a kid,I looked forward to Christmas because to me,there a certain reason to be happy about.As in,I feel the joy of Xmas in me,like it's planted there already in me.That reason is Jesus.A baby who was born in a stable.The saviour of the World.NOw only do I realize why I feel so happy on Christmas although i'm tired straight out of my skin.God,you rock man.Jesus is the greatest gift of all.Amen.
.Presents.Jesus.God.Greatest gift of all.Ray of Hope.Child.Star.3 Wise men.Family.Friends.Love.Joy.
CHRISTMAS has happened in my heart.
I also remember on every single Christmas day,each year,I would wake up at crazy early in the morning to see whether there was such thing as Santa and if he DID leave me any presents.And also on every Christmas during that morning,I would open the biggest presents I could find under the tree.Haha.
I remember also a specific "small talk" I had with one of my Uncles.I asked him"How come your house don't have chimney wan.After how Santa Clause give presents ?"Then my Uncle replied "Because there's no such thing as Santa Clause.He's only a fairytale.."I think he said that because I really rmb how much I thought about "NO SANTA CLAUSE" a whole lot.Hahaha.
Not all Xmas times were perfect.Heck,nothing's perfect in the world.I still remembered a time when the females of the Tan family were decorating the tree.It was a tradition to decorate the tree together for you are simply not allowed to decorate alone all the time.So we did.And I'm always the one getting myself excited when my mom brings out a long-ish box with rafia strings all over it.And I would go "YAY!!!!THE TREE IS GOING TO BE UP!!!!!"You see,there are consequences when I get overly excited.I become very,VERY clumsy.I masih ingat when I dropped a few baubbles onto the floor but never break la.If it breaks and I'm at that age,I would run for my life I tell you knowing the "rotan" is hanging in the kitchen right there before your very eyes.Haha,Sometimes it might not even be there because I throw it into the storeroom,EVERYTIME.Hahaha.And my mom and sis would scold me so much for being clumsy that I would run upstairs and sulk my butt off all day long.I would also rant out my anger and temper in my journal.Haha.
And I can be quite surprising when it comes to remembering people I love.That year my maid,Auntie Chel(I think most of you should know her)went home to the Philippines.She was like my best friend although I used to get scolded by her a cpl of times but she was still like my really good friend.She read to me stories and tells me stories that make me laugh so hard and play Congkak with me also.Hehe.She was also like ym baby sitter la.So yeah,I cried a lot when she went home.I was lying on my sister's lap going back from the airport crying my heart out in the Vito.Yeap,I still rmb.Anyways,on Christmas Day,I went into her room and sat there on her bed.I just went blank and I started tearing.And I said "Merry Christmas,Auntie Chel"and I wiped off my tears and went out of the room.
You know,if you minus-ed the "Christmas" in "Christmas Day",it only leaves a "Day" there.It woulod turn out to be an ordinary day.But because of the wor Christmas,we look forward to it every yr,even little or a lot.But as a kid,I looked forward to Christmas because to me,there a certain reason to be happy about.As in,I feel the joy of Xmas in me,like it's planted there already in me.That reason is Jesus.A baby who was born in a stable.The saviour of the World.NOw only do I realize why I feel so happy on Christmas although i'm tired straight out of my skin.God,you rock man.Jesus is the greatest gift of all.Amen.
.Presents.Jesus.God.Greatest gift of all.Ray of Hope.Child.Star.3 Wise men.Family.Friends.Love.Joy.
CHRISTMAS has happened in my heart.
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