My first Christmas:
It is this season of the year that seems to be very important for people. Dad came home with a tree and my Grandma decorated it during her visit. I saw my family exchanging gifts and having a special dinner. Then Mom and Dad put me in a red outfit that I didn't want to wear,... it was torture. I got a couple of gifts, and then I got gifts again in January the 5th. Here in Mexico 3 kings came from far away to give me a teddy bear, a doll, a new outfit,... oh,... and candy for my parents too.
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