Canada Day Celebrations
“Tomorrow is Canada Day,” said Poor Mountain Mother.
“Yes,” said Poor Mountain Father. “I have been thinking that we should maybe take a drive into the city tomorrow so the children can see the Canada Day fireworks.”
“Do we have enough money to do that?” asked Poor Mountain Mother.
“I think so,” said Poor Mountain Father. “What exactly would we need?”
“Well,” said Poor Mountain Mother. “I think we would just need money for gas. I can make us a picnic lunch that we can take with us.”
“That would be great,” said Poor Mountain Father.
“Okay children,” said Poor Mountain Mother, just after dinner that night. “I want you two in bed early tonight.”
“But why?” asked Poor Mountain Sister.
“It isn’t a school night,” said Poor Mountain Brother.
“No,” said Poor Mountain Mother. “But tomorrow is Canada Day.”
“True,” said Poor Mountain Sister. “But what does that have to do with anything?”
“I thought we could take a drive into the city tomorrow,” said Poor Mountain Father.
“Really!” exclaimed Poor Mountain Brother and Sister together.
“Yes,” said Poor Mountain Father. “We haven’t been anywhere in a long while so I thought this would be a great time to do something.”
The Poor Mountain Family left home bright and early the next morning. They arrived in the city around noon hour, just in time to have lunch. They ate a long leisurely lunch at one of the city parks. The Poor Mountain children played on the beach and in the playground. They went window shopping at a couple of different local stores. Poor Mountain Father had enough money that he could buy dinner at a fast-food restaurant for his family. The Poor Mountain children rarely ever got to have fast-food so this was definitely a treat for them.
“There are a lot of people here,” said Poor Mountain Sister, when they made their way back to the park.
“This is a city,” said Poor Mountain Mother. “It is also Canada Day holiday. A lot of people come to the park to see the fireworks.”
“Oh,” said Poor Mountain Sister.
It was starting to get dark and people were crowding around each other in the park. The park was filled to capacity with people standing around or sitting on the grass.
“Oh look,” said Poor Mountain Brother, pointing into the sky.
The fireworks started. It was an awesome display, something the Poor Mountain children had never seen before. They had a lot of fun.
“Thank you,” said Poor Mountain Sister, to her father as he carried her up to her bed late, late that evening. “That was so much fun.”
“You are welcome,” said Poor Mountain Father. “I am glad you enjoyed yourself.”
“So did I,” said Poor Mountain Brother, giving his Mother and Father a hug. “Thank you.”
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