A Christmas Carol

“We have to finish practicing the play.” My sister and cousin demanded as we bustled around our basement gathering props for the play we put on for our family every year. Usually we base the production off of a classic Christmas tale and make it our own. Such as the last one we put on, A Christmas Carol, when we were seven, eight, and nine. My sister Casey and cousin Kelly acted as two young sisters who constantly argued and I was the ghost of Christmas past, present, and future; the Easter Bunny, Rudolph, and Cupid. Us three dressed into our costumes that we handmade and we stepped out into the “stage” (the living room). I introduced myself as The Easter Bunny and told the audience of the plot of the play, “In this Production Casey, Kelly, and I will be portraying the original Christmas classic, A Christmas Carol. Instead of one grouchy man there will be two young sisters who argue and are ungrateful for everything.” Kelly and Casey opened up the act by fighting over a toy after I walked off of the stage. The Play ended with laughter and clapping from the audience and bowing from the actresses. That was the last play we put on, now we tell stories of the past year and hopes for wonderful things to come in the New Year. Sometimes I wish I could bring back the play production, and go back in time to when I was younger. But now our family has more time to talk to each other and less time to watch each other and I’m okay with that.