Six days 'til christmas! Chapter four!

Chapter four:

Presents

 

December 21^st. 8 am. Sunday.

I put my jewelry making kit back on my shelf. I just finished making a bracelet for my mom. I wrapped it up in some leftover wrapping paper, from last year, and put it under the tree. I made wooden cars for my brothers, with little people made out of clothes pins. They looked really neat. “Phew!” I said to myself. “Now I need my pot making kit.” I was going to make a mug for my dad, in Christmas green, and bright red. His favorite colors. Whizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The machine went, as it spinned the clay. I molded it in to a cup, and turned it off. I put it to dry, then I would paint it, then I would cook it.

 

In the mean time, Gabe was making presents too. He made a clay pot (from art class) for my mom. For my dad, he made I string to hold my dad’s glasses around his neck. For me, he sewed a bunch of different colored ribbons together, to make a bookmark. It was a rainbow one. For Daniel, well, he made a car like mine, but the person was a medicine dropper we don’t use, with a soda cap as a hat, and pieces of cardboard for arms, which he hot glued on. (Don’t worry. He knows how to safely hot glue, from art classes) He put each present into a gift bag, and named them

 

FFF and a story.

Sorry I was late for FFF. I need an alarm clock to help remind me! I am just very busy. I was busy with schoolwork. Soon it will be my Christmas break for two weeks! Ten days till' Christmas! I am going to do part of a story, everyday until Christmas. Here goes!
 
Chapter one:
To the Christmas tree farm we go.

"Allie!" My mother called, from the front door. I was in my room, hustling into my favorite jacket, while reading a book. "Coming!" I said back. finally I zipped up my jacket. A black one with hot pink, and sky blue scribbles (If you watched the LEGO movie, you know what I mean) I grabbed my hat and mittens. I couldn't wait to get in the car. We were going to the tree lot, to buy a Christmas tree. I ran out of my room, with my book in my secret inside pocket. I skidded to a stop, by the door. "Reading?" My mom asked, staring at a bulge under my pocket. The book. "Yes" I said. "It is my extra credit book for literature. My mom nodded. "Come on! Let's go get that tree!" Now it was my turn to nod. "Where's Daniel?" I asked. I looked around for my six  year old brother. "He is already in the car." My mom said, as we walked to the car. Daniel loves getting out of the house. I skipped to the car, and stopped at the door of the passenger seat. Daniel started singing jingle bells, as I buckled up. "Hi Allie!" he said. "Hey, little Dan." I replied. "I am not little!" He said back as He closed his eyes tight, turned his head to the side, stuck out his tongue, and crossed his arms. Mom and I stifled a laugh.