One of the most radical weekends ,I have ever had, took place at the end of February.
I was involved in preparisation of my cousin’s birthday. I had to make decorations and help in cooking.
All Friday evening I spent on blowing ballons and making snacks. Moreover, I recorded music on CDs and chose some interesting film to watching.
On Saturday I went shopping, as I had to buy a gift for my cousin. I spent a few hours on looking for sth special and unusual. Due to difficult choice I decided to buy an album and put there our common photographs.
Before supper I and my sister went to a party.
Guest were already there and they waited for us.
At the beginning, we played board games which I very like and my cousin taught us how play the guitar.
After light meal we switched on music and we were dancing until somebody jostled my cousin. He dropped down on the floor and he felt a great pain. Owning to my suspicions that his arm was broken ,my sister decided to call our uncle . As he didnt answer the phone, we called the emergency ambulance service. Doctor claimed that the accident was not serious , however , my cousin’s arm was putted in cast.
On Sunday I visited him again to make him feel better.
All afternoon we told about a party and watched photographs which we had taken the last evening.