... the morning to say that Santa had delivered our stockings. He was so excited I thought he was going to burst. I got up and went with him to wake up his brother, Peter. We took our stockings and sat on my bed opening the treasures inside. It was brilliant we received everything we wanted. Afterwards we played with our new toys until our parents woke up. It was the best Christmas ever. My third memory is when I got my fish when I was ten. I hadn't any other pets so having fish was going to be a treat. I had already made the tank ready for the fish as they were arriving from Guernsey by air. My mum and I went to collect them; they were in a plastic bag looking very lonely. I called them the five little Lilies, as they were so small, you couldn't tell ...

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