My happiest memory when I was a child was when me and my Extended Family were together in Christmas, I was only 7 years old and I loved toys. The day before Christmas I wrote a letter to Santa Clause saying that I want this toy for Christmas.It was Christmas I woke up very early  to see if Santa brought any gifts for me, but sadly there weren't any gifts so I  asked my mum that why Santa didn't bring me any gifts, she said you have been a bad boy this year that's why. And I kinda felt bad about it but after a while I slept because my dad told me to sleep so I can have energy for the evening. After that we went to our Grandparents  house. All of the Extended family were there and guess what? there were presents so we tried to open them but we got caught so yeah that was a fail. We ate dinner and we celebrated then we got to open the presents and they were just what we wanted so we were so happy and excited to play with them. That was my happiest memory from my childhood.