Christmas in Germany, part one

The snow glistened as it never ceased to fall. Hedda pressed her nose up against the window, eyes wide with interest. She could see the houses that made up the snowy village; the lights in the windows dotting the winter night. Gingerbread houses and cookies lined the dining room table, all of which Hedda and her mother keenly made. Christbaumgeback ornaments attired the Christmas tree, and one of them was molded to look like Christkind, the beautiful winged angel with a golden crown. Another took the appearance of Weihnachtsmann, the Christmas Man.

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