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My childhood view of Christmas was that it was a time for sharing and caring for others.
The excitement of wearing new clothes, shoes, and jewelry is one aspect of it that I adore.
My parents get me new clothes, but the ones labeled "Christmas clothes" are special.
Meeting my grandparents and other family members is a remarkable experience because we always travel to the village for Christmas.
Passing through a rock in my nation's federal capital territory is the most thrilling part of our journey to the the village.
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The rock is known as Zuma rock. It's unique feature is that it has a face. They are so many believe surrounding the existence of the rock.
My siblings and I are terrified of the rock, but every time we are a few miles away from it, we nervously peep through the car window to get a clear view of it.
The rock's remarkable quality is that, even after you've past it, it appears to turn its face to face you. I have the impression that the rock is following us. A little rock eventually appeared on it, and some community members claimed it had given birth to a child.
Even though I was afraid of it as a kid, I still enjoyed going through the route everytime we went home for Christmas.
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