Daily Prompt: Game of Groans
Think of an object, an activity, or a cultural phenomenon you really don’t like. Now write a post(tongue in ….cheek or not…your call)about it’s the best thing ever.
Last week I was invited to attend a graduation party hosted by the parents of the graduate in a church basement in the city. The hostess went all out, she cooked everything she thought would be appreciated by her guests.
There were three different dishes of chicken, there was beef and salmon fish. Rice was also served with it. We call pulao or pilaf the English version.
The dessert was Gulab Jamun, our Canadian friends love it. We love it too and I have a recipe in my blog.
At first I was hesitant about going to the party, certain people who were invited are seasoned gossippers, I don’t care much about it.
The party went well, I was happy I decided to go. Sometimes I need to see people who speak the same language as me, I don’t mind speaking English ,but I do not want to lose touch with my mother tongue, which my father worked so hard to remind us we must know our own language first, then the ones we learned in school,and in the neighborhood.
Regardless of where fate puts us it’s always a good thing to remember our roots.
And yes I had a good time speaking my mother tongue with a whole bunch of people. I enjoyed being there and realized I need to keep in touch with some of these people.
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Sabethville 
Dear Ranu,
Thank you for this sharing this post. There’s something special about such events when we are brought back to our roots.
All good wishes,
robert
Dear Robert,
You are absolutely correct. When I went to that party I found so many things common. It made me feel at home.
We were not different we were the same as in spoke the same language were eager to eat the food. This is the kind of
things made me feel, happy, and relaxed. 🙂