Angel's Work

  What are you grateful for today? How about you put the gold ball on that side. November was coming to an end, and my family and I started to put up our Christmas tree. My parents work as hard as a NASCAR pit crew ; despite their busy work schedules, they make time to spend with us . My parents are altruistic people who try their best. I know that every family puts up and decorates a Christmas tree, but I am grateful for this. The tree squeals with delight as we decorate it with glittery garlands and one-of-a-kind ornaments . We usually wait until the day after Thanksgiving, but we decided to try something new. It was Saturday night, and my mom and dad were bringing the tree through the door. I could see that they were having a hard time carrying it as it was tall and wide. “Do you guys need help, I asked?” They declined because the tree was already in the home, ready to be decorated in our living room. My siblings and I thought it was novel to see our parents getting the tree this

  Awake Wake up, Angel, it is Christmas! I was so tired because I could not fall asleep the night before. Edwina, my younger sister, was as energetic as a puppy. To please my sister, I woke up (even though it was seven in the morning).   When I woke up from my sleep, I was  parched . I could smell the handmade pancakes, bacon, and eggs coming from the kitchen; the pancakes smelled like baked cake with hot maple syrup, and there was a natural meat smell coming from the bacon. My mom and dad were in the kitchen cooking breakfast so we could all eat before we started the day." Your brother has already had a piece of the  savory  bacon," mom explained. My brother was already sitting at the table waiting to eat- my parents, sister, and I joined him. The glass plates had been out, the light was beaming on the bright silver utensils, and the Christmas presents under the tree stared at us as we started to eat. Because of how breakfast tasted, I claimed the food was  culinary . “Can w