New Year's Day New Year's Day

holiday in Scotland. Scottish people celebrate New Year’s Eve in

every family. Friends usually come on that day.They have a good dinner. After dinner there are apples, other fruit, and different sweets to eat. Then all the family and the friends begin to play games and dance. Before twelve o’clock at night many people in the towns go out into the streets to dance and to sing songs.

it is not so popular. Very many people go to

bed before twelve o’clock on New Year’s Eve. But some families celebrate this evening at home. At midnight they also go out into the streets and squares.

In London people go to the Trafalgar Square. In this square they see a great tree brightly decorated with little lamps. When the largest clock of London — Big Ben — begins to strike twelve, the people in the square join their hands and sing. They also wish a Happy New Year to each other. New Year is one of the favourite holidays for many people in Great Britain.

like two — birthday and New year, but New year,

probably, is more, because celebrate it not only you one, but also all your friends familiar and people not so familiar to you. From it on a shower becomes even more joyfully and more solemnly, and the more close by the end of December, the heart in an anticipation of miracles and gifts more fades. I any more do not trust for a long time in Father Frost and the Snow Maiden, but without them what New year?! Therefore also you rejoice, as old acquaintance, to their occurrence on screens of TVs, on counters with toys, on cards and on publicity boards.

tangerines? Unless something can be compared to it? It fills

not only our apartment, but also all house, all city! It seems, there will be no this smell — and there would be no holiday with its surprises and unexpectedness, impatient expectation of half-night and salute lasting many hours behind a window.

And evening is not similar on December, 31st to one of other evenings of year.

down yet — we wait for visitors. Mum in the

elegant dress, smelling as easy spirits, a bit unrecognizable with a new hairdress, together with the grandmother finishes last preparations on kitchen. The father on the TV looks a celebratory concert, and I ply from a fur-tree to an oven to be well informed about all events.

a door! We competing in speed rush to open. Noise,

laughter, sweets, gifts, congratulations! They are our first visitors. And uncle Misha, certainly, pretends that at all me does not notice, walks at once to the dressed up fur-tree blinking by sparks and starts to spread under it the big and small boxes which have been wrapped up by a bright elegant paper. Being burnt with curiosity, I start to loaf near to a fur-tree, but uncle Misha cheerfully shakes finger at me — about New year still there is time.