Big Party

I remember that during my childhood I used to visit my grandmother´s house once a month.  It was a huge and fascinating place to explore. In the courtyard, hundreds of plants and trees gave it a jungle look, there grew grapes, cucumbers, papaya, soursop, among other fruits. In the middle of the vast vegetation, there was a small chicken farm where I used to play.

I was in the playground with my cousin and my sister when I had the incredible idea of celebrating my birthday party there. Despite not knowing many people, I found it very clever to invite all of my grandmother's acquaintances as they could give me gifts.

The big day came, my parents, prepared everything in detail. My grandmother cooked and my aunt combed my hair while I was sitting on a chair feeling immense happiness. The smell of freshly made food captivated everyone who entered the house. I listened to the footsteps of the arriving guests and those of my cousins running into the house.

As I went out to greet all the guests, the sound of laughter and conversation flooded the environment. As I looked at the faces, I realized that not many of them were familiar to me, but I did not give importance to it since they all brought me gifts. It was a party full of fun and at the end of the night, I was sure I wanted to repeat that celebration. My sister and cousin helped me open the hundreds of gifts I received and I gave them some. I know it's a day I'll never forget because it reminds me of a lot of my grandmother and my parents who did everything they could do to see me happy.