一件特殊的礼物英语作文初二

一件特殊的礼物英语作文初二
A Special Gift
It was a crisp autumn morning, the kind that made the leaves crunch under my feet as I walked to school. I could smell the familiar scent of burning firewood in the air as people started lighting their fireplaces for the coming winter. My breath puffed out in little clouds in front of me as I quickened my pace, not wanting to be late.
When I reached my classroom, I saw that most of my classmates were already there, chatting excitedly. It was the last day before our winter break, and everyone was buzzing with anticipation for the long holiday ahead. As I took my seat, I noticed a brightly wrapped present sitting on the corner of my desk.
"Hey Janie, why is there a present on your desk?" my friend Ella whispered to me.
I shrugged, just as confused as she was. I didn't have a birthday coming up, and Christmas was still a few weeks away. Curiosity burning, I reached out and gingerly picked up the package. It was lightweight but solidly wrapped in shiny green
paper decorated with sparkly snowflakes. A red ribbon was tied in a neat bow around the box.
"Who's it from?" Ella asked, leaning over to get a better look.
I turned the box over, looking for a tag or note. On the bottom, written in loopy cursive, I spotted the words "To Janie, Love Aunt Rachel."
"It's from my Aunt Rachel!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. My Aunt Rachel was my favorite aunt - she was kind, funny, and always slipped me an extra cookie or piece of candy when my parents weren't looking. More importantly, she gave the most amazing, thoughtful gifts.
One year for my birthday, she had given me a blank journal along with a set of high-quality colored pencils and a beautiful case to store them in. I had always loved drawing and doodling, so the gift was perfect for me. Another time, she somehow knew that I was really into building model cars and gave me an incredibly detailed kit to put together myself.
My Aunt Rachel had a special talent for finding unique and meaningful gifts tailored just for me. So as I held the mysterious green package, my mind raced with possibilities of what could
be inside. A new art set? Maybe some cool science gadget? Or perhaps she had gotten me tickets to see my favorite band?
I was snapped out of my daydreaming by the sound of my teacher, Mrs. Palmer, calling the class to order. "Alright everyone, let's get started. But first, who can tell me what they're looking forward to most about winter break?"
Several hands shot up eagerly as we went around the room sharing our vacation plans - skiing trips, holiday gatherings, watching endless reruns of cheesy holiday movies while eating too many sweets. When it was my turn, I stood up and hugged the festive package close to my chest.
"What I'm most excited about is getting to open this gift from my Aunt Rachel," I announced happily. "She always gives the most amazing, thoughtful presents. I can't wait to see what it is!"
Chuckles and awws rippled through the classroom at my sincere enthusiasm. Even Mrs. Palmer smiled indulgently. "Well, you'll just have to show us what's inside once you've opened it," she said. "But for now, let's move on..."
The rest of the day seemed to crawl by at a glacial pace. My mind kept drifting back to the mysterious gift, and I found it hard
to focus on my schoolwork. What if it was something delicate and breakable? What if it made noise and I accidently set it off in the middle of class? The suspense was killing me.
Finally, the final bell rang and we were officially on winter break. I carefully tucked the green package into my backpack, cradling it protectively against me as I walked home. As soon as I got inside, I dropped my backpack on the floor and tore off the wrapping paper.
Inside was a plain white box. I lifted the lid and gasped. Nestled among crinkled white tissue paper was...a rock? I pulled it out, turning it over in my hands with bewilderment. It was a smooth grey rock, round and flat like a hockey puck. At first glance, it seemed completely ordinary.
"A rock? That's it?" I couldn't help feeling a twinge of disappointment. This was my big special gift from my thoughtful aunt?
But as I continued examining it closely, I noticed something. There were words engraved around the edge of the rock in a delicate script. I turned it over and over, reading the full message:
"This rock will be a visible reminder of my love. Just as this rock is solid and enduring, my love for you is strong and everlasting. Whenever you feel alone or need reassurance, hold on to this rock and know that you are deeply cared for."
Tears stung my eyes as I clutched the humble rock to my chest. It was such a simple, unexpected gift - but one filled with so much profound meaning. Leave it to my aunt to come up with something so beautiful and sentimental.
From that day on, the special rock became my most prized possession. I kept it by my bedside at night, running my fingers over the etched words whenever I felt sad or anxious. During tough times at school when I was being bullied or struggling with classwork, I would reach into my pocket and wrap my hand around the comforting weight of the rock. It gave me strength, reminding me that I was loved no matter what.
Years later, as a college student going through bouts of loneliness and self-doubt, I would look at the humble grey rock and be flooded with warm memories of my aunt's kindness. Even when we were miles apart, her "visible reminder of love" was always there for me, grounding me with its solidness and the deeply reassuring message it represented.
That rock wasn't just a random gift - it became a powerful talisman that helped carry me through some of the most difficult periods of my life. It taught me that the most meaningful presents have nothing to do with monetary value, but everything to do with the love and care behind them. To this day, that simple grey rock remains my most cherished possession and a lasting reminder that I am truly loved.。