One snowy Christmas morning at her uncle’s farm a young girl called Karen felt magic in the air as she watched her cousins opening their presents. The adopted ten-year-old girl had never before spent Christmas with a family of her own because her parents were killed in a warzone and her uncle and aunt didn’t even know she existed until two months before. All Christmas day, Karen hoped that someone would remember to give her a gift but all she really wanted to do was spend the day with her new family. After lunch her uncle and aunt asked her to go outside where she saw a pink and yellow float arrive and a beautiful pony trotted out. “Happy Christmas Karen,” exclaimed her uncle and aunt.