My Holiday-Top Three

3rd best day

Friday 25th December
Place : Restaurant
My dad kept a secret for days, until Friday afternoon, when he told me and my brothers to get dressed into your best clothes and meet him downstairs.We did exactly as we were asked and when we got down, he then asked us to get in his car and close our eyes.When I opened my eyes, I realized that we arrived at an… alleyway. My family headed north so I followed and found out that the real place we were headed for- a restaurant. We hurried in (due to the bad weather) and ate to our fill. There was some things I had never had before, like grated carrots boiled in syrup, which sounded bad but tasted good (like I always say, you can’t judge a book by it’s cover!)

2nd best day

Saturday 27th December
Place : Home
Out-of-the-blue, my mother told me that two special guests were coming but she didn’t say who, I guessed I had to just wait and see. Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, so I opened the door and my seven-year-old cousin, Zain, stood at the door with his mother behind him. Little did I know someone else was soon to arrive… I welcomed my cousin and took him upstairs to play on my console. After a couple of games, a head peeped out of my bedroom door. It was my eleven-year-old cousin, Yusra, from Cardiff (which meant I only saw her a couple of times every year.) We played on the console for a while, then headed downstairs for some tea and cake and to welcome Yusra’s sisters (Layla-14 and Fahima-18.)

1st best day

Thursday 31st December
Place : Home
This day, unlike the rest, was no surprise to me, for I had planned it. I had told my family that since it was almost the new year, we should celebrate. When the afternoon of day dawned upon us, we decided now was the time to start the party, only there was one problem: my mother had forgotten the party food and decoration. The party was ruined…or so I thought. After a bit of thinking, I had a plan to save the party. I woke my dad up from his mid -day nap (his job is tiring), and asked if I could go shopping with him in an hour’s time. When he finally woke up, we went to get the things we needed and came back to enjoy the party. New year was saved…no thanks to my mum!(Although she made it up to us by cleaning up our mess)

1 Comment

  1. Mrs Jacques says:

    This is a great idea for a blog Haweya! I really enjoyed reading it!

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