Friday for Saturday

Posted: July 30, 2016 in creative writing, poem, poet, poetry
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Well today is Friday! How many years have I lived for Friday?

While I was a child, too young to work or for school, I even looked forward to Fridays. Many things happened on that day. If Dad was working away that week, he would be arriving late that night from his trip home. There was an air of anticipation in the house. My older siblings who were in school would be energized too. It was the end of the week, no school tomorrow. We all looked forward to the coming Saturday. Saturday was a wonderful day for us all.

town  You see I lived in the day when Saturday was the day to “go to town”. Everyone went “to town” on Saturday. We lived on a farm, went to country school, and it was many miles “to town”. You just didn’t “go to town” on a whim. After all, it was seven miles of gravel roads to travel. So the weeks seemed long.

Most business evidently was conducted then, on Saturdays, I didn’t know what but I felt it in the air. Major decisions and transactions were done on that day.  Groceries were bought, any other needed supplies from chicken feed to coal deliveries were arranged for. If it was Spring, you may even be sharing the back seat of the car with a cardboard crate full of peeping baby chicks that we picked up at the hatchery. Saturdays were what we were excited about on Friday.

Today, this Friday, it is me working away and I’m planning my escape for home. I also will arrive late tonight as my father did. I feel the anticipation he must have felt. I hope there is excitement in the house looking forward to my arrival. Our Saturday has no particular plans but the possibilities are endless, we may even “go to town”.

E.

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Comments
  1. Ret MP says:

    I hope you had the welcome you wished for…and then went dancing..IN TOWN or just on the front porch…

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  2. Zakiah says:

    What a lovely post! Loving and elegant in its simplicity. Loved reading it.

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  3. How wonderful! What great memories! 🙂 Especially the peeping baby chicks! 🙂
    When you arrived home, I hope you were greeted with a BIG hug and kiss! And had a lover-ly night! 😉
    I still get excited by Friday nights and Saturdays…and even Sundays! I always enjoy my whee-kends!!! the things we plan and the things that just happen spontaneously! 😀
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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  4. We are definitely the spontaneous ones. It all depends on how “beat up” we are after a week of work. 🙂 So usually nothing extravagant is planned. And very low key. Or is it lokee? 🙂

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  5. iampeacenow says:

    This makes me think of my grandparents’ place in the country. I was a city girl (small city but still a city girl) and my grandparents were farm folks and only went to town on Saturday. When I stayed a few weeks of the summer with them we busied ourselves all week long on the farm but come Saturday we drove into town bought groceries and whatever else my grandparents needed. A simple life. peace always

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  6. Yogi Bear! 😀
    HUGS!!! 😛

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