The Epitome of Being Hispanic

First of all Merry Christmas to my readers!!!!! and because i am writing this on christmas i believe it is fit for this to be a Christmas memory. When i was 6 the most popular thing to get was the original NINTENDO! yeah technology has come along within the past 13 years. Well every little kid had that stupid duck hunt game. i on the other hand had nothing. So i decided as a kid, i made wonderful decisions back then, that all i wanted was the nintendo. nothing else, I DIDN'T care for other presents just my nintendo. so on Christmas Eve, which for you non-hispanics is when we open presents, we sit down to open our presents. and i see this box addressed to me i was like YES!!!!! i opened all the other presents it was clothes and stuff for my little brother who was born like 22 days ago srsly! so i get to the box. my little eyes well up with tears of excitement and i start ripping the paper. and its a nintendo box! i jump up and scream!!! then i opened the box and ....... there was CLOTHES IN THERE!!!!!!! :'-( so like the 6 year old that i was i threw the box and stomped my way up stairs crying. And not only that i could hear my uncles downstairs LAUGHING at me. My mom came in and asked me what was my problem and i cried telling her that i really wanted the Nintendo. my mom explained to me that we didn't have the money for one. and i sucked it up and went back down stairs. i got the nintendo for my birthday four months later .