A Week Without Mom (An Antonin Perspective)

Hello and welcome to a still-no-snow Saturday here at the Wannaskan Almanac. Today is November 23rd.

It was Wednesday. Mom left on a long journey for a week. It was really hard not having her around. We had to go through the week trial of onion and meat ONLY because that is what we had to eat by my dad. We also had some homemade french fries which were good. We also had some hot dogs with jalapeno and cheese in them, which were also really good.

Wednesday: We came home from church school to see no mom. She had traveled a long journey to the Twin Cities. And in this paragraph, I will tell you what it was like for just this one day. So, the morning was usual. We went on the bus, but it was only after school that the terror had started. I went to Kid Kare. Mom didn't pick me up. Guess what? I had church school. No mom was there. When I went home; no mom was there. And I slept. And no mom was there...

Thursday: So, Thursday was a different day. The first full day we spent on this long journey for Kim being gone. It was really hard without Mom, but we made through it. School was fun. And after school, I went to a friend's house until six o'clock. When I went home, we had onions and steak for dinner. And some bread. It was good, I'm not gonna lie, but I think Mom could have made a good salad.

Friday: Aahhh, Friday. The last day of the school week. You know that feeling when you were younger. The moment you stepped out of those doors, you were free. My sister and I went onto the bus. The bus driver drove us home. We did our homework and I went to my friend's house again until six o'clock. My dad came home. For dinner, we had another day of meat. And the second day without Mom was finished.

Saturday: It was a different day, you know. The first day of the weekend, either not knowing what to do or sleeping in. Or waiting for your mom to come home. At this point, I was kind of like, "So, we're almost halfway. I think I can do this!" Then I realized I that the Twin Cities was six hours away so she wouldn't come home until dark the next Wednesday. On this day, we had french fries for dinner because we had potatoes and we decided to eat them. So for dinner on that day, we had the french fries, onion, and meat combo.

Sunday: Sunday was easily my favorite day. After church, we went to the grocery store and we bought jalapeno hot dogs with cheese blocks inside. I didn't go to my friend's house because they were gone. Instead, I was inside all day. I did a little of this and a little of that. For example, reading my book, playing outside at my house, and watching Czech movies with my dad and sister. And on this day for dinner, we had the jalapeno hot dogs with KETCHUP. Oh, it was SO good! I didn't miss Mom's cooking on that day.

Monday: We need a Garfield phrase. "I hate Mondays." Because they're so long and they're so boring. And you're too tired to even know what you're learning! And the worst thing is, I had to wake up my dad because he sleeps in until 7:05 and the bus comes at 7:20! (The 7th Grader: On Monday, our dad slept until 7:15. We had to wake him up and say, "Hey! We're going out to the bus, okay?" and he said, "What? It's only seven o'clock!" and we said, "No! It's 7:15!" and he said, "Okay. Bye." and went back to sleep! We prepared our own lunch and got ourselves out the door.) And this just shows that kids are sometimes more responsible than adults.

Tuesday: The last day we were alone without Mom. I had Lego League on this day and so did my sister. So, after school, we went to Lego League. We started programming our robot. I worked on the attachment of a claw to bite down and his name is Mr. Piranha. I also added eyes to make it look more like a piranha. And so far it can go on a motor, and it can spin in circles. Tuesday we had meat again for dinner and I was very excited to go to bed, because Wednesday would be a miracle: Mom would come home. I really felt like I had waited long enough. I felt happy that Mom was coming home and that I could see her again.

Wednesday: The day mom came home. This was no ordinary day, you know. We had church school and mom was coming home. But because my mom wasn't coming home until that night, my dad subbed for my mom at church school, so I got to stay at church for a looong time. The moment I saw my mom, I ran up and hugged her. That night for dinner, my mom made grilled cheese sandwiches. It was good. It wasn't meat. It wasn't onion. The moment the grilled cheese touched my tongue, I felt like it was a very good food to make.

The End: This entire week was filled with obstacles, meat, and onion. I learned that I could just bite into an onion with barely feeling the sting. I also learned that grilled cheese to have when your mom is away for a week. And I think being gone for one long week was better than three 2-day trips because then I wouldn't have been so eager to see her and I wouldn't be able to spend some time with my dad.

Thanks a lot for reading this blog, and I'll see you again soon!