My First and Last Birthday Party

                My First and Last Birthday Party

The month was June. It was a really hot day. I could see the air floating, but there was no wind. It had been windy before but not now. I was playing with my friends outside of my house. They were my neighborhood friends, I had known them since I was born.

       

        It was a special day. The reason was because It was my birthday. I took my five years old. I felt thirsty and I went to the kitchen to drink some water. I saw a cake. A beautiful and delicious cake was on the kitchen table. I knew it was for me. It was my special day. I was very excited because it was my first birthday party. I never had a birthday party before.

        Like many kids of my age, I wanted to have a birthday party. I dreamt of having a big party with a wonderful dress and a beautiful cake. I was a little girl but, I had already began to realize many things, including that money was scarce in my home.

        I'm the second of five siblings. I have two brothers and two sisters. My big brother is four years older then me. (he is my hero). He was my babysitter when I was a baby. My parents had always worked and hardly had time for us. There were difficult times for my parents to maintain five kids. There were not enough money for parties or special celebrations. So when I discovered the cake in the kitchen I felt surprised.

        It was hard for me to return to play with my friends and pretend that I did not know anything about the cake. An hour later my mother called me inside of the house to take a bath. When I finished my shower my mother came to my room. She was holding a gorgeous pink dress for me. I was in shock; I thought I was dreaming. My parents and my siblings gathered around the cake, waiting for me in the kitchen. When I entered to the kitchen they began to sing the happy birthday song.

        I couldn't believe it. Finally my dream came true. Everything was as I always dreamt it. Tears fell down my face. They were tears of joy and gladness. Since then every year when it was my birthday, I remember the day with happiness and sadness. That day I was so happy that even now as a grown woman I still remember with love and wistfulness my first and last birthday party.