My favorite holiday is Christmas, and my least favorite holiday is thanksgiving. I remember an experience I had with my family on Christmas time. Everybody was in the living room; my brother and I were wrestling in the hallway. The Christmas tree was in the center of the whole living room. Every year, my mother would play Christmas songs on the stereo. My brother and I got carried away with wrestling and he accidentally pushed me too hard and I landed on the tree. My brother and I were laughing so hard because my mom was chasing us all over the house. Eventually she got tired and looked for an item to throw at us, but she failed and sat back down on the couch.
One of my least memorable holidays was on thanksgiving. My whole family spent Thanksgiving at grandpa’s house. There were lots of food especially turkey and gravy, the usual main meal. I was so hungry that day, thinking if I don’t eat breakfast and just wait for supper time. Then I can enjoy the food more. My plan failed because I got so hungry that I actually got sick and had to eat bread for an entire week because I would just throw up other food that I would try to consume.
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