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Narrative of My Christmas Gift

Uploaded by spootyhead on Mar 06, 2007

Narrative of My Christmas Gift


It seems like all of my life I have been changing homes. Even as a toddler, I never really knew what it was to have a Mom and Dad. I did have a lot of temporary parents, but they were never stable. The impact that it had on my life was pretty tremendous. I went from home to home, never really understanding what it was that I would do wrong to get kicked out.

Finally, I have moved in with a white family. It’s almost been a year now. This is my longest stay at a foster home. Mr. and Mrs. Smit have treated me a little differently than their biological child, considering the fact that I am a different color than they are. But I guess it’s better for me to be treated a little differently than be kicked out of their home.

It’s fun having another child in the house. Sometimes Ann bugs me though. For example, when we play hide and seek, I’m always it. But every time she gets tagged, she’ll stop playing because she is tired. Or when she plays with her dolls, she won’t let me touch them. Not that I would want to. I don’t like playing with dolls anyway. I would rather be playing with my basketball.

“Dinner is ready,” says Mrs. Smit.

When we eat dinner, it is always the same. At six o’clock when Mr. Smit comes home, dinner is already set on the table. When we all sit down, the first thing that we do is pray. Usually Mr. Smit says the prayer, but his wife and Ann have done it too a couple of times. I’ve never said it though; I guess it’s a good thing because I wouldn’t know how to do it. After we are done eating, I usually clear the table. I remember back in the summer when the weather would be really hot. I would run outside when I was done. Now that it’s snowing, I just go back upstairs and play with Ann.

Christmas is coming soon and I’m really excited. I’m hoping Santa will bring me a set of little race cars. I used...

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Uploaded by:   spootyhead

Date:   03/06/2007

Category:   Stories

Length:   4 pages (791 words)

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