“The Sacred Ritual”

What is a ritual? 

A ritual can be described as a tradition that can be done in a sequence. In this case our ritual was done almost every Saturday. Growing up in a house hold of 6 keeping us all fed was a pretty big tasks. Mom would prepare breakfast while we were still sleeping. My siblings and I would wake up to the sound of pots and pans as well as the aroma of all the food that was steaming from the stove. Me being the youngest I think I was the first to awaken from my slumber and the most excited. While mom cooked breakfast I would sit in front of the television and watch my favorite, “Scooby-Doo”. I would be so locked into the TV that it was only when a commercial would come on that I would check and say “Ma, is the food ready yet”? As always she would look and slightly roll her eyes with some what of a smirk and say “not yet”. Counting down the time it was ready I had probably asked a million times. She would eventually get tired of me asking and finally say “yes go ahead and sit at the table”. If my siblings were not up at this time I was going to make sure they were so I didn’t have to wait a minute longer, and by the time mom laid out that mouth-watering breakfast spread everyone was dragging feet to the table. I think that it is great for families to create traditions, it is something that you look forward to doing and in case you don’t look forward in doing it you feel slightly obligated. It was the start of the day where you wiped the sleep from your eyes and faced the aftermath of the full belly and laziness that soon followed. Looking back on my childhood those are the priceless moments I remember the most. 

Do you have any family traditions? Can you remember any childhood memories that were like mine? If so comment and let me know 🙂 

Signed, 

The Zest Of Pearl 

 

 

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