How I spent my winter vacation? – Short Essay

Today was the last day of my winter vacations and they were just like the winter season. Very cool! The day the vacations started, I came back home from school and told my parents about the vacations.

I knew they wouldn’t take me out for a picnic or a camping as they never used to do so on any vacations. So, I went up to my room and started cribbing upon how boring my vacations are going to be.

My cribbing didn’t last long as I heard a knock on my door. It was my mom and she was glowing like the sun of summer in the season of winter! I could see the happiness sparkling from her face! She held both my shoulders with all her might and shook me and said, “Uncle Ram just came by and said that he is going out of town with his family for vacations and their farmhouse is vacant. So we can go there and stay for the holidays!” The moment I heard these words from my mum, rains of happiness started happening inside of me! And I couldn’t help but dance in these rains!

Since then, I never rested, not for a moment. I had to pack all my stuff. I had to take the best of this vacation as it was my first one and could well be the last. I dressed like a shepherd as I wanted to have the complete feel of being a farm boy. We were driving our way to the farmhouse. The scenic views and natural hues were a treat to enjoy throughout the journey. It gave me a soothing relief from my stress and tension. We finally reached after a long journey of four hours. Everyone was tired except me. I was thrilled to reach there! The moment the car stopped, I jumped out and started exploring the place. There was a huge wooden farmhouse where we would stay. The place was surrounded by tiny patches of lands. Some were covered by crops and some by trees. The place was a paradise! There was also a river flowing by the farm where I used to go every day and swim and play in the water. We used to lit a bonfire at night and dance around it! This was the winter vacation I’ll remember and cherish for a long time.

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