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by Abigail J.
Louisiana, WLPB
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It was Christmas Eve. My brothers and I were helping Mom make cinnamon rolls when Dad came in and told us to load up in the van. "Where are we going?" we asked. "We´re going to experience a Cajun night before Christmas," he replied.
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