Bevrijdingsday Festival - Liberation Day Festival or with its new adopts of a more generic theme about FREEDOM, you can say it is Freedom Day Festival =)
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Sunday 8:00 am
Harry style once said "You wake up to the sound of the birds chirping on a beautiful Sunday morning. It is going to be a good day, jump out of bed and step on a plug." Trust me, it happened to me that day. I woke up to the sound of birds chirping instead of cars honking, jumped out of bed, and stepped on my mobile charger plug. It was the best turned to worst experience, to begin the day with.
It's time for religious service, today! Before I went to bed, I was told that I need to be ready before 8, have to breakfast, and leave home by 8:20. We all got ready on time and left home. I've never had a proper service experience, I was excited and nervous for nothing at the same time. We parked the car and we went in. Once, I entered inside, I noticed that the people greeting, shaking hands, - all of them - had huge smiles on their faces and looked genuinely happy. I thought that was really awesome. I, Yusef, Lewis, and his host family went to the same church. I became really happy when I saw them. As soon as my mom met Tim's family, she said "You can attend the session with them". I got excited and sat with both my host family and friends. It was really nice to meet Tim's family back.
Everything was preached in Dutch and all three of us understood nothing from the beginning. Everyone was busy listening to the preach and I found my brother Michiel asking Juliette to help me with what's happening. He was thoughtful at the right time and it really helped me. There was a lady who tried to convey her message by an act of Ventriloquism(which is an act of stage in which a person creates the illusion that their voice is coming from elsewhere), she was fabulous right from the start. The choir crew sang songs and that is when I met my Host-mom's niece and nephew. They were on the stage and part of the crew.
And once the service got over, we spoke for a little while and departed. Later, we went to my host mom's niece's house. Only then, I was introduced to them and they had a bike at home. We checked if I would fit it, unfortunately, It was bigger than what we expected. My host-mom loves gardening and she would even sit and contemplate in her garden. So, my niece did some garden tour for us and my mom suggested a few more ideas to her which I understood nothing because they spoke in Dutch. I looked around and felt, I wish I live in a place like that.
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