Christmas Santa

“I do not want I do not want to grow up, when I grow up there is no fairy tale world.” Along with the song with the joyful and beautiful melodies I often think what is wrong with grow up? Become an adult, it will become more responsible and more sensible. Although after us I grow up perhaps it is not as free as in the childhood without consideration but pure and happy. Though it is still so, I still want to grow up quickly, I look forward the day with Quinceaneras Dresses to create a world of my own.

I remember one day in the summer along with the hot weather, cicadas chirped loudly in the trees with last weakness which I feel restless. My mother was sick that she got a cough and a cold. To take care of my mum I just asked for a leave and stayed at home. Dad went to work and I was in charge of the cook. It took me almost an hour to get it ready. Only mother and I left at home that I deserved to take care of her. I learned to take care of her as she had taken care of me before. I gave her medicine while washed the fruit for her and after meal I brushed the bowls clean. I found the room was messy so I organized it tidily. Mom looked at me running around with happy smile on her face. I knew her eyes were full of love although I had to do many things, I do not feel tired and there was a sense of ownership. I do not care too much about the room that I used to think the room should be tidy. I ignored that mum always arranged the room, put my stuffs on the table and got the table clean. When I did these I realized that even the tiny trifle also needed more effort.

Each person are often experiencing frustration and suffering and eventually to mature slowly grow up. Until the day with Quinceaneras Dresses you may look back that even tiny trifle also let you moved.

I used to dance at school when to pass the finally examination the tests were easy at first but to the gold medal time it was so difficult. Finally did not pass, I thought I would cry but I did not, I just think of a word that a failure does not mean anything, unremitting efforts to achieve ultimate success. After this, I began to see I am no longer on the back of trouble, I really grew up. We all know when we get on the Quinceaneras Dresses our world has no fairy tales but who tells is it not a good thing?