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Christmas Trees
The shiny green cone lit up our living room. It seemed to give off a light of its own, independent of the strands of tiny bulbs and streamers of tinsel that crowned its natural beauty. A dozen strategically placed red balls blossomed like fruit from its branches, which lingered languidly in the living room air. Perfectly bowed and perpendicular to the trunk, the needled arms of our Christmas tree extended themselves to us as friends would, delighted to grace our home with their joy, their abundance, and their fragrant gifts. The life still coursing through its trunk and veins, our tree stood strongly over the strewn wrapped presents at its base. Like a security guard, it kept an eye out for impatient children and unruly dogs that sniffed and questioned the boxes' contents.
Presiding over the entire living room, the foot-high white-and-gold angel blinked and waved her magic wand. Her chiffon dresses and rhinestone crown gleamed with the richness of the setting sun, which shone confidently in the window beside it. As if the moment was choreographed, three doves swooped to a standstill in the windowsill and stared innocently indoors. Like old friends, the tree and the birds exchanged glimmers of recognition; perhaps they had encountered each other in the wild.
Permanently wrested from its timberland past, the tree was now dressed like a bride, adorned with fineries and glamorous jewels. Some of the dangling disks and orbs swayed and clanked in the breeze, their chimes evocative of carols being sung in the distance. Although no logic or order dictated the placement of the sundry, often sentimental, decorations, their placement created a harmonious balance from treetop to bottom. Neither cluttered nor sparse, our panoply of ornaments provided playful splashes of color and metallic sheen and reflected the pride with which it was hung. The heaviest among them dotted the lower branches, and some of them hovered near the floor, protecting Santa's bounty beneath the tree.
Christmas is a time that brings us together and while there are many movies and books that depict crazy times when families do get together, I love being around my family. Yes, we have our quirks, but being together with family is something that cannot be matched by anything. A few years ago, all of my family was able to get together for the holiday. That included all of
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The play implies that social conventions can mask the truth by forcing people to take on false appearances, and pretend to believe they are true. The most upstanding characters in the play are Krogstad and Mrs. Linde. Mrs. Linde is not respectable because she has worked hard all her life and does not have the easy life of a pampered wife. Mr. Krogstad's reputation and his decision to bust Nora