Childhood Christmas Memories Are Too Exciting To Forget

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As I was walking through a large market in my city yesterday, I noticed how many parents were busy shopping for their children. It brought back great memories of my childhood.
While others were shopping for the kids, other people brought their children to the market with them.

I can recall that one of my sisters was a picky person when we were kids; if my mother bought her items of clothing, you could tell by the expression on her face whether she liked it or not or not. She might just smile and be grateful so she won't appear like an ingrate, because she doesn't usually appreciate the clothes or shoes they bought for her.
But she won't wear the outfits again after the festive season.

As a result of this, she always followed my mother to the market so that she could make her own choices. This made her very happy, and the rest of us couldn't care less. Mom would simply take care of our requests after we had discussed them with her.
When my mother headed to the market, she would make funny acts by measuring our legs with a broomstick. I will never forget those memories, and I can assure you that everyone will fit into those shoes. Our mothers are incredibly knowledgeable.

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The Christmas celebration in 1999, when I had just finished elementary school, was wonderful. I had Christmas celebrations at the Boys Brigade campsite. Since I was five years old, I have been a member of the Boy's brigade because I adore drumming and every member of my family is a drummer.
Among the young boys chosen to represent my diocese in a competition, I made the shortlist.

I was the youngest boy in the camp, and we travelled to a nice location for the event. We left two days before Christmas. Everyone was shocked to see a young boy of that age at the diocesan camp.
The event was jam-packed with activities that are still vibrant in my mind. We had a quiz competition for young brigade boys, a dancing competition, and my favourite, a drumming competition.

I was able to participate even though I found the dancing competition to be so boring. Back then, I wasn't a very good dancer, but today I am. In the other two competitions, I was pretty well-focused.
The most interesting part of the competition was the drumming contest. There were 5 rounds in total, with the first round including all the young guys in the camp, there were 15 of us. In the first round, 5 boys were eliminated

In the second round, 3 boys were eliminated, leaving us with just 7 competitors. Although the third round was difficult, I managed to advance to the next.
The final level was extremely difficult; there were only three of us left in the competition. The captain called for a drumming task and timed each person's completion rate

I was fortunate to win the competition, and on Christmas Day at the Diocese Headquarters, I was presented with a huge trophy. I marched forward once the captain called me, the Bishop presented the big trophy to me and I was so excited.
I was unable to sleep, so I held the trophy close to my bed and kept staring at it throughout the night.

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After the camp, I returned to my church where I showed my Vicar the trophy. He was overjoyed and took it from me before telling me he would give it to me at the next Sunday's church service.
My parents and I felt honoured when the trophy was presented to me once more. The trophy is still in my father's cabinet in my hometown up to date, and it was a great memory that I will never forget. I still checked on it when I went home last year, and it was still quite neat. When I was a kid, that was my favourite Christmas.

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