Ezrah's Sweater

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"It's Christmas!" Ezrah cried as he had woke up from his bed, inside a house he lives with his family. He got out of bed and entered the living room, where his parents were seen by the tree, the fireplace warming up the place. "Mom, dad! Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas, Ezrah," his mother said, hugging Ezrah.

"Merry Christmas, son," Ezrah's father said. "Did you sleep well?"

"I sure did, dad," Ezrah said. He noticed. "I got presents! I don't know which one to open first!"

"Take your time, son," his father said. "We got presents as well, your mother and I."

Ezrah and his parents had opened their presents, and Ezrah got a nice teacup from her husband, and his father got a new red tie from his wife, as he put it on. Ezrah had gotten sport presents, like a baseball, bat and glove, a football, and some tank tops and jerseys. There was one present he noticed, and he opened it. He opened the box and saw it was a blue and orange sweater. He put it on, and was happy to know it fits.

"Fits like a glove," his mother said.

"You guys got me this sweater? It's magnificent!" Ezrah said.

"It belonged to your grandfather, my father, a long time ago, son," his father said. "I know you like clothes for sports and all, but one of these days, you might be getting a sweater, and since it's Christmas, I knew it's the perfect timing to get you that sweater."

"You mean, this was my grandpa's sweater? I had no idea."

"I used to wear that sweater myself when I was your age, and now it's yours, Ezrah."

Ezrah didn't know what to say, but he smiled and was touched. "Dad, I... thank you so much. I will treasure it, for grandpa."

Ezrah's father patted him on the back. "I know you will, Ezrah. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, dad."

The two hugged with warm smiles, and his mother kissed Ezrah on the head, knowing it was becoming a swell Christmas.

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