Then, after breakfast and with the promise of an afternoon trip, we'd reluctantly do our household chores.
For me, plans to go see a cultural craft, watch a foreign dance or view the Star-Spangled Banner, the flag that inspired our national anthem, were enough to get me going. Living so close to the big city, there were always Folklife Festivals, never-ending Museums and a Zoological Park nearby.
As I think back on our adventurous Saturday afternoons, I can picture us all sitting on the planter ledges, outside in the hot sun and moist air, with aching feet and empty tummies. My mom magically pulls out of her purse a sandwich for each of us! and with each bite I quickly relive all I experienced as I watch the many tourists loaded with souvenirs, their cameras and tired children pass us by. Then my mom starts to peel open an orange and hands us a wedge or two to end our long, fantastic day.
{Family History Tuesday prompts at designzbydede}
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