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Wednesday 25 July 2012
Monday 23 July 2012
Ardith Bayanna's birthday recount
Silence was carried by the wind as a deep and husky adult voice wove its way in and out of our ears.”Amen.” This was the sound of a prayer being said. My Aunty, Moeatino announced it was time to eat. Happy Meals were piled all over each other as if fighting over a place for who was being taken first.The scene of Auckland Botanic garden was a breathtaking scene.
Adults casually strolled over to the table as piles and piles of food came in. Stashes of candy scrambled all over the table. I got up from my seat and sprinted to the kitchen. My older cousin Revive asked me in a panicked but smooth tone, “ Mavis can you hand out these?”. Too late to answer I thought as he handed me two bowls of ice cream. We continued this routine for the rest of the day.
In the “kitchen” we drowned under pressure as mountains and mountains of ice cream vanished like magic. As I served more and more food to family and friends I started to feel like a child on the first day of kindgarden.
Music blasted through speakers so loud, I’m pretty sure you could hear It from Wellington. A thunderous voice exploded through the speaker saying. “The floor is open to the 5 yr olds.” Me and my cousin exchanged cautious glances before running on to join 5 yr olds. Me and my cousin, Victoria finally realised what we were doing and slithered back to the “kitchen.”
My aunty yelled over the music. “Time to cut the cake Bayanna.” Bayanna’s eyes flickered open at the promising sound of cake.The knife flew like an eagle through the cake as if decent prey was hidden inside.A roar went up from the children, parents and even strangers.
A few hours later after the food disappeared,my Aunty confirmed. “Thank you all for coming it’s been wonderful having you here celebrating Bayanna’s birthday.We’d now like to close it with a prayer.” When he finished saying a prayer. Everyone jumped up and tucked in their chairs. As if tucking their hands in their pockets.
Streams of people floated toward Bayanna. We weaved our way through the visitors and escaped through the door We (my family and my sister's partner) walked out of the garden and jumped into the car lounging all over the place after a tiring day. I stared out of the window dazed asking my self . “Did the party leave or did I leave the party ?...”
Adults casually strolled over to the table as piles and piles of food came in. Stashes of candy scrambled all over the table. I got up from my seat and sprinted to the kitchen. My older cousin Revive asked me in a panicked but smooth tone, “ Mavis can you hand out these?”. Too late to answer I thought as he handed me two bowls of ice cream. We continued this routine for the rest of the day.
In the “kitchen” we drowned under pressure as mountains and mountains of ice cream vanished like magic. As I served more and more food to family and friends I started to feel like a child on the first day of kindgarden.
Music blasted through speakers so loud, I’m pretty sure you could hear It from Wellington. A thunderous voice exploded through the speaker saying. “The floor is open to the 5 yr olds.” Me and my cousin exchanged cautious glances before running on to join 5 yr olds. Me and my cousin, Victoria finally realised what we were doing and slithered back to the “kitchen.”
My aunty yelled over the music. “Time to cut the cake Bayanna.” Bayanna’s eyes flickered open at the promising sound of cake.The knife flew like an eagle through the cake as if decent prey was hidden inside.A roar went up from the children, parents and even strangers.
A few hours later after the food disappeared,my Aunty confirmed. “Thank you all for coming it’s been wonderful having you here celebrating Bayanna’s birthday.We’d now like to close it with a prayer.” When he finished saying a prayer. Everyone jumped up and tucked in their chairs. As if tucking their hands in their pockets.
Streams of people floated toward Bayanna. We weaved our way through the visitors and escaped through the door We (my family and my sister's partner) walked out of the garden and jumped into the car lounging all over the place after a tiring day. I stared out of the window dazed asking my self . “Did the party leave or did I leave the party ?...”
Friday 20 July 2012
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