Amazing Kids! Magazine

The Unexpected

By Jasmin Garcia, age 17

 

I still remember it like it was yesterday when my parents told me the unsatisfying news. It was the week before Christmas on Thursday morning when my parents said, “Stacy honey start packing your things so we can go to Florida for the holidays.”

“Okay,” I responded. We do this every year for Christmas and New Years, it’s kind of a family tradition we have. We go every year because we like to go visit some family that live in Florida. There has never been a year where we’ve missed a trip to Florida for the holidays. I was so excited to go on this trip because Christmas is my favorite holiday, but to top it off I was going to get to celebrate it with my family.

The next morning, my mother barged into my room, “Stacy wake up! We need to go to the airport so that we can get our plane tickets to Florida before they sell out.”

I jumped out of bed and got ready as fast as I could. When we were on our way to the airport, I couldn’t stop talking and smiling because of how excited I was to get our tickets.

“Aren’t you just excited to go to Florida?” I asked.

“Yes, I am. We can finally catch up with the family and drink hot cocoa,” responded mother.

The airport was so crowded, people were leaving to other countries and others were just visiting for the holidays. There was such a huge line in the airport because so many different people were buying plane tickets for the holidays.

When it was our turn in line mother said, “Three tickets to Florida for Christmas Eve please.”

The lady working the cashier responded, “Well you guys are lucky, you guys got the last three tickets to Florida.”

My mother and I both smiled in relief and paid for our tickets and went back home to finish packing.

When we arrived home my dad seemed a tad disappointed, or in other words, sad. I asked him what was wrong with him.

He said, “I have terrible news. We aren’t going to be able to go to Florida this year.”

“Why?”

“It’s an important business matter at work,” he responded.

Trying so hard not to cry, I forced a fake smile upon my face. “It’s alright I know how important your job is. There’s always next year.”

“I’m so sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I promise I will make it up to you.”

He kissed my forehead and I ran upstairs to my bedroom. Putting a pillow on my face I mumbled, “Oh no! Christmas is ruined! What am I going to do?” I sobbed all night in my room until I fell asleep.

When I awoke the next morning I heard loud music, it was Christmas carols. Tip-toeing downstairs I heard mother singing along to the music.

“Merry Christmas Eve! I didn’t see you there,” said mother.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m baking Christmas cookies. Want to join me?”

I shook my head, “No thanks.”

“Just because we aren’t going to Florida doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate Christmas here,” she exclaimed.

“You may be right, but it still doesn’t feel the same.”

So, I went upstairs and I locked myself into my room. The Christmas music had gotten on my last nerve so I put my headphones on and listened to my music until I fell asleep.

Since I had fallen asleep early, I obviously woke up early – at six o’ three am. So I just lay in bed thinking, I still can’t believe that it’s already Christmas and I’m not in Florida.

An hour passed by and then I heard the doorbell ring. Mother had opened the door but I had no idea who was at the door. So I went downstairs and saw some of my family visiting from Florida.

“Oh my gosh! This is so unexpected! You guys are actually here.” Never have I ever felt so happy. I ran downstairs to hug my cousins.

“Mom you knew this the whole entire time and you never told me.”

“Yes,” she responded.

“Well this is the best surprise ever!” I hugged my cousins once again, “Merry Christmas everyone!”

Everyone got together by the Christmas tree, sipped hot cocoa, and sang Christmas carols.

This was a nice change because this time our family came from Florida instead of us going to Florida. It was nice to have the family come and visit us for a change. I will never forget about the time when my family surprised me on Christmas.

One comment

  1. olivia yuan /

    This story is great. 🙂