While growing up,Sundays gave me the best wishes. I observed the family (polygamous) is mostly united and organised on sundays. A day our dad will assemble us all for our Daraprim (anti malarial drug) sunday-sunday medicine. A day we will all be in our white garment ready for church before we are cramped up in our beetle car. A day we must eat white rice and stew( with chicken sometimes).
Fond memories! Share with us please.

On sunday. . . . . The day starts slow but picks up gradually. I remember how i dont forward to sundays cos i dont want to go the church,infact i was hoping there will be church holiday. But when i get to church eventualy, i'll never want to leave cos i will be having the play of my life. I remember how many times my people have gone home without. I wont even know until i see my pops red eyes when he comes back for me!

Now i am old,sundays only remind me of work on monday!

I was raised in a Moslem home... on Sundays we wear the best jewelry and clothes to Sunday prayer worship... and ride with our daddy... then go to our family friends house from there then home and start ironing our uniforms for the week , I remember...I have up to like 7 uniforms lol

but now that I'm married and a Christian... we go to church on Sundays and go for brunch in a restaurant ( we rotate cos we've been everywhere in town ),

then I make special supper and of-course a desert with the kids and get messy and we start to get ready for the week again

@jidegirl12,i can imagine you and your family. Nice experience there. I used to admire the muslims going for sunday programmes(ASSALLATU). It was a beautiful sight.
I think parents need to create those beautiful moments for kids like you are doing.
I had many sweet times like xmas-the only time we go to isaac boro park or a hotel pool side with neigbors.. . .

Special rice.
Sunday-sunday medicine.
Special clothes.
Visit to Rojeny games village, oba.