I will talk about my favorite Christmas memory. When I was a child, I put the letter which I wrote about the present which I wanted on the table and slept on the Christmas Eve. And a present was put by the pillow when I woken up on the next morning. But it was not same as the present which I asked for all the time. But the present which Santa Claus gave me every Christmas were everything my favorite things. When I grow up and understood that Santa Claus was my father, I appreciated him. Every time, I wrote a request letter on the day before to get a present from my father. So every time he didn't have time to look for the present which I wanted. But every time my father thought about my favorite thing and presented it for me. I still keep the present which my father gave me as Santa Claus.
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