January 1 is one of the most light and joyful holiday in the world, it’s New Year. This year, I spent it in the village with my parents and my grandmother , who lives near Volgograd. I have many friends in this village, because I often go there for my holidays. Our parents allowed us to celebrate New Year in one of our neighbors’ house. We covered a great holiday table with traditional Russian dishes which were prepared by my grandmother and our girls, they prepared a lot of different things: goose in apples, salads and my grandmother's favorite hot pies. I was Santa Claus during this holiday and I gave everybody the gifts that we had prepared for each other.
One day, my friends and I decided to go swimming in the lake. It was a beautiful day. We took a things and food. When we got to the lake we saw a beautiful picture of the lake was clear as glass, bloomed tsvety.My spread around things and went swimming. After that we decided to make a fire and eat. It was getting dark. We were telling each other horror stories. We all began afraid. My friend began to howl that we cried.Suddenly we heard strange noises approaching. I told a friend that he has ceased to frighten us, but he said that it was not him. All were scared and started to run around the lake. One of my friends climbed a tree! I did not know what to do! Run was late. Something has come to us.It came to the fire and they saw that it was our friend who went to bring more food. And now every time we go to the pervasive nature of the lake with friends, we remember the story and laugh out loud.
Our parents allowed us to celebrate New Year in one of our neighbors’ house. We covered a great holiday table with traditional Russian dishes which were prepared by my grandmother and our girls, they prepared a lot of different things: goose in apples, salads and my grandmother's favorite hot pies.
I was Santa Claus during this holiday and I gave everybody the gifts that we had prepared for each other.