Every person had days when he was happy, and when he was sad. And also, there was a day that could not be forgotten for a long time. And I have a day that I remember most of all as the brightest and happiest day in my life.
This day is a little from my past, but still I remember it very much. I was then a little kid when it was winter. It was a very snowy day - and it was New Year's Eve. On the street - the snow pours in, it is darkening, the whole family is getting ready, it is busy, and at this time I am with my sisters, who are a little older than me, trying to figure out everything that will be presented to me. Mom is busy, dad is going to decorate the Christmas tree, a bit late, but still. And we run to help him in this. I remember the first toy in my life I then hung myself on the Christmas tree just then. The atmosphere was the most that neither is magic and warm. I still precisely for this reason love this holiday - the holiday of the New Year, because that evening, on that very day I remember in my life, I had such magical dreams that I never saw afterwards - neither in childhood nor in youth
I remember this day so vividly, as if it was only yesterday. No wonder he seems to me the happiest in my life - because then my whole family was together in a friendly family circle.
