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Hello December



Hello lovely readers!
So, it is officially December now, which means that Christmas is coming! I'm very excited for Christmas, as it is the first 'real' Christmas I'll celebrate with my family. Why is real in quotation marks you ask? Well, because we of course celebrate Christmas in the Netherlands, but never the  kind of Christmas with presents. In the Netherlands we'll have a nice Christmas Dinner and listen to Christmas songs, maybe watch a re-run of "Home Alone".

I could hear your mind spinning: "Why don't they get presents on Christmas in the Netherlands?" you ask yourself. Allow me to explain. You know Saint Nicholas as Santa Claus, well we know him as Sinterklaas. Sinterklaas doesn't bring kids gifts on Christmas, no he gives them presents on his birthday: December 5th. So Dutch kids will already have had their presents when Christmas comes around.

But this year, we have decided to celebrate Christmas instead of Sinterklaas. My little brother has
already bought a special Christmas sweater for the occasion. So now we could also expect some presents underneath out tree! And of course my wishlist mostly exists of books, what a surprise! (not)

The only downside to December is the cold. The temperature has dropped from 15 degrees Celsius to 2 degrees Celsius in just a week, which means that it is extremely cold outside now. It also means that frost is coming, and with frost, you could expect snow. Don't get me wrong, I love to see snow and have snowball fights, but I don't like to cycle through the snow. And as a Dutchy, I go to school by bike every single day of the week.

So I haven't yet figured out my feelings towards December, and I don't think I ever will. What do you think about December?

See you soon!

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