essay of a birthday party
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A Birthday Party
Reema is my neighbour. She turned twelve recently and her parents held a birthday party for her and I was invited to the party.
The party began at about three in the afternoon. There were about twenty of us children gathered in Reema’s house. We all were dressed in our best clothes. Everyone, especially Reema, was wearing a pretty dress and was looking the most beautiful with a smile on her face.
We gave several gifts to Reema and she happily opened them. It must really be exciting to receive all those gifts.
After that Reema’s mother served us soft drinks and delicious tid-bits. We then played some games like “Musical Chairs” and “Treasure Hunt”. The winners were given prizes.
At about four-thirty her mother brought out the birthday cake. It was beautifully decorated with pink and white icing. Twelve colourful candles were set in the middle of the cake. We all sang “Happy Birthday to Reema” after which she blew out the candles and cut the cake. We clapped our hands eagerly.
We helped ourselves to slices of the delicious cake and after that we continued with our games.
Finally, at about six in the evening the party came to an end. We were all tired but happy. The parents of the other children came to collect them. I helped Reema and her mother clean up the mess we had made. After that I walked home which were only two doors away.
Explanation:
I always celebrate my birthday with a modest pomp and show, and this is what I did yesterday on my 14th birthday.
Days before I had sent invitation cards to my friends and relatives. Most of them had responded positively. Only a few had expressed their reluctance to attend the party in view of their previous engagements.
My best friend, Trishna, came to our house a day earlier. Both of us went to the market and made the necessary purchases. The birthday was to be celebrated in the evening and by the noon yesterday, we were equipped with everything in tiptoe order.
My relatives and close friends started pouring in, the afternoon. Some of them who came from distant places took lunch with us.
The party started in our large dinner hall in the evening. The place was well-lighted with colourful lamps, balloons, ribbons and bunting. The chairs had been arranged by the servants. A large table was laid in the middle of the room.
The cake arrived on time. The renowned baker, Mr. Sirnran, had prepared it. It was a beautiful chocolate cake with the words “Happy Birthday to Reena” embossed on it.
I stood before the cake in a fascinating dress and looked like a princess as the study of snaps later told me. I cut the cake after extinguishing all the candles but one. Everybody clapped saying ‘,Happy Birthday to you.
Every guest was given a piece of cake, sweets, namkeen, cold drinks, ice-cream, etc. Then there were songs and dances to the tune of a deck. There were also skits and titbits. It was a mini cultural show.