I liked to go to school during the week as I got to know something new every day. But most of all I liked weekends. I did not have to get up early in the morning. I could stay in bed longer. During the weekend I could do everything I wanted. But this didn’t mean that I did nothing at all.
Usually I read books and listened to my favorite singers. I met with my friend and we walked along my town and fancy funny stories about people around us. Sometimes when the weather was good, I took a ride on my bicycle to the nearest park. I enjoyed being on the fresh air as much as possible. Some of my friends went to the countryside every weekend. It was some kind of a family tradition for them.
The whole the weekend was the greatest time when all my family gathered together. I had an opportunity to spend more time with my father. He liked to play different active games with me. At the end of the weekend we had traditional weekend dinner when my mother cooked something delicious. We sat at the dinner table making jokes and planning our next week. It was the magical moment that gave me an inspiration for the future week.