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Wrapping Presents

January 4th, 2008 by William Core 4

On December 24, 2007, it was the second day of Christmas Vacation. I remember the time when I was in the dining room, wrapping presents at the table. There were wreaths hanging up, and there were hollies around the doorways. In the other room, there was a pile of presents that came in different shapes, sizes, and colour. They were scattered all around the tiny green Christmas tree. The tree had ornaments hanging from it, as well as popcorn strings and fake icicles made out of shiny, silver paper strips. There was an abundance of Christmas spirit all around the house. Everybody was ready for the best time of the year. Everybody but me. I had waited until the last minute to wrap the presents, because my brother’s present required ‘special care’ in order to be ready. It also came with a time limit, and I wanted for it to last as long as possible. I wrapped some of the presents, I put some in gift bags, I made cards, I signed the tags, I put stickers everywhere, and it took a long time. I stayed up all night, and even part of the morning. At 1:00 AM, Christmas Day, I finally finished wrapping the presents. I was exhausted from all the work I had just done, so I went to bed. As I tried (and failed miserably for the next hour or so) to get to sleep, I thought about what had just happened. I realized that I should start wrapping the presents earlier next year, and I shouldn’t get a present that required so much work to get it ready. With more time to wrap the presents, I would probably do a better job, because everything wouldn’t be crammed into the last minute, and I wouldn’t feel the need to rush it. I would need my sleep for Christmas Day – one of the biggest days of the year, and I wouldn’t feel guilty for waiting until the last minute, because I had them finished ahead of time.

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