Christmas is as joyful as a puppy and as sweet as a treat, every Christmas eve I lie awake waiting to hear reindeer feet, i'm all excited to get up the next day but i'll be cozy in my bed waiting for the snow to fall in Nepal.

I wake up it's almost Christmas day I can hear ringing singing joyful bells I can also smell joyful smells, we bring gifts that are wrapped for me and my family we sing some songs and decorate the tree while my mum cooks for the family. I look outside as we dine and see the white flaky snow.

As dawn goes down and the lights go out I start to yawn so I go to bed and hope to hear reindeer feet, I was tucked up in bed when I heard the pitter-patter of reindeer feet and heard the words Merry Christmas as I look out the window I see Santa's slay as I say hey.

By Brook R