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　　Every year at this time I remember a Christmas when I was 8 years old．It is the one memory of Christmas that has 　　1　　 with me all my life．My children always loved listening to it．I 　　2　　 in a small community in Newfoundland, with the sea right at our door．My 　　3　　 was a sea captain and was away from home 　　4　　 of the year, but he was always home for Christmas．I remember how 　　5　　 I was．It would soon be Christmas and Dad would be home for 　　6　　 three months．Everything would be OK．Our home would be 　　7　　 and our time together would be 　　8　　．My parents did what they could to give me and my four sisters what we needed, but not 　　9　　 what we needed．

　T　hat particular Christmas when my dad 　　10　　 me what I wanted for Christmas, I told him that I wanted a new pair of shoes and a beautiful hat．He knew that I needed new rubber boots because the old ones had 　　11　　 in them and I had to walk to school 　　12　　 them on rainy days．My Dad told me that I would have to choose, but I couldn’t have 　　13　　．So I had to choose the rubber boots which weren’t expensive．All I could 　　14　　 during the weeks before Christmas was that I would have to 　　15　　 rubber boots with my new dress my mother was 　　16　　 for me．

　　Christmas morning came, and hidden in the toe of my stocking was a note that 　　7　　“Look behind the kitchen door”．I did, and found another 　　18　　：“Look behind the radio”．I did and found a box with a new pair of black leather 　　19　　 I had dreamed of．They were very dear and the most beautiful shoes I had ever seen．I knew my father 　　20　　 money long to buy them for me．I was so happy and grateful．