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    My family´s weekend meetings.

I still miss that time when my parents used to tell me that we were going to Tehuacan to visit my grandparents. I really quickly started packing my newest toys to play with my cousins. It was at approximately 12:00 o´clock every Saturday when my parents, my sister and I drove from my hometown Cordoba to my family’s hometown Tehuacan. The trip was really tiring because the road has many curves. It took two hours driving to get to Tehuacan, and once we got there, all my cousins, aunts, uncles and most importantly my grandparents, were waiting for us. Everything ready for dinner; there were always two tables: a big one for my grandparents, my mother and her nine brothers and a smaller one for my cousins, Andrea my sister and I. I used to talk a lot to my cousins during dinner. When everybody had finished with their food, my grandmother served the first cake slice to my grandpa, then the rest of us could take our piece. I always took at least two pieces of cake; it is normal in my family to eat a lot of desserts. When my cousins and I were done we used to run to the rooms and play a lot of fun games. It was only at night when we played hide and seek in a very dark room, which was actually the funniest game ever. But before the night came, I used to watch all the soccer games. I enjoyed watching Cruz Azul beating all the other teams. I celebrated the goals to all my nine uncles, because they all were cheering for America. At night it was just a few of us still in the house. Sometimes it was just my grandparents and my parents who slept in the house, but other times I convinced one or two cousins to stay with me. It did not matter if I convinced someone or not, because Sunday morning the whole family came again to the house for breakfast. Every Sunday my grandma cooked something different. Sometimes it was chilaquiles, some other times empanadas or enfrijoladas. I still look forward to my grandma’s cooking whenever I go to Tehuacan; having breakfast all together is still a delicious and fun tradition. After we finished eating my dad used to take a short nap to recover some energy for the road back home. While he was resting my sister and I passed a very good time playing some games with my grandma. I still have the clear image of all these family´s weekend meetings.