My Favourite Day of the Week

Satur solar daylights have always been special to me. When I lived in Mexico, Saturday was the most hoped for day of the week. I remember that my cousin and I were always wishing for the school week to end and for Saturday to begin. Every Saturday morning would start the alike(p) way my cousin would come to my house to combust me up. Around 10 a.m. we would go out of town to my familys ranch. Once at the ranch, we enjoyed a variety of activities. The sun shone down on us, as we lived out our tremendous Saturdays away from the city.We would play soccer, run with the dogs and just about clippings hunt birds and lizards with my uncle. There were do when we got to help my uncle sow (plant observeds) corn or chiles. Those days were hard, but we slake enjoyed them. When we came back from work, we would be rewarded with warm bowls of my grandmas pasta and beans, accompanied by handmade tortillas and mugs of chocolate caliente (hot chocolate). After we ate our palatable feast, we would retreat to the lone pine tree behind the house to go up the branches and rest, at last.Usually in the afternoon my uncle would take us to the lake the weewee was icy cold but it did not matter since there was zipper comparable to the fun that we had at the lake. There was a garden only a few miles away from the house, and often on Saturdays we would go there. pursuance our swim in the lake, we would eat luscious fruit from the trees. For two hours or more, we would savor sweet peaches, mangos, juicy oranges and sweet guavas. Then, we would return to the house at sunset. On our way back, my uncle would let us ride the mule, since the journey was long. At last, my family would gather around a bonfire to tell scary stories infra the starry, dark sky. All of these meals and excursions were such heavenly funit is easy to see why Saturdays in Mexico were the most exciting days of my manner.My Saturday experiences have changed since arriving in the United States. Here, there is no longer my cousin to spend the day with me however, I have my family and a boyfriend, who always tries to urinate Saturdays a different experience than the rest of the week. Now on Saturday I usually wake up around 9 a.m. and take a peacefully extended shower. Then, I sit with my family at the table to eat a pleasing breakfast that my mom prepares for us. Sometimes I go with my family to play basketball game at the park, where we indulge in meals of carne asada.Once in a dapple we go to the beach or visit my aunt in Ontario. When we go to Ontario, my mom and I go shopping with my female cousins and my aunt. Then at noon my uncle and father cook for us and we have picnic at the park near my aunts house. We spend the whole day with them and return class late at night.Also, there are some Saturdays that I spend with my boyfriend. He is not only my boyfriend, he is my best friend, my companion and my comfort. The Saturdays spent with my boyfriend are even more pregnant tha n those spent in Ontario with my aunt and her family. My boyfriend and I go to the family to enjoy a movie or just stay home sharing the happiness and misfortunes of the week with each some other. No matter what we do, our time together makes my Saturday a special day.I prefer Saturdays over other days of the week because I find harmony within myself. My life is always filled with so many things to do on every other day I neer seem to have a minute of peace. Monday through Friday I dedicate every waking indorsement to school, work and community issues. On Sundays I volunteer at a museum. Therefore, Saturday is my favorite day of the week because it is wonderfully different from my routine. Additionally, on that day I have the opportunity to spend time with my family and to demonstrate my acknowledge and appreciation toward them.There could never be another day of the week like Saturday. Saturdays are exceptional for me they represent unforgettable memories from my past that I c ontinue to preserve in my heart and mind. I will never forget those amazing weekends with my cousin in Mexico. They are memorable moments that make my Saturdays in the United States (almost) as enjoyable.