I don’t like family reunions. I can even say I hate them. They are boring in the most of the time. All your kin are surprised how much you grow up, they ask you how ....... is ............. at school and other stupid things. I try to leave the ,,parties” as soon as I can. But it’s not always so easy. Whatever it was a reunion, I am sure I will always remember. It was my father’s  68th anniversary. I was in a village near Suceava, Corni. My father appointed me with waiting and leading the guests to the house. I was at the gate waiting for my aunts when I saw a car driving on the rocky road. One of ........... aunt.... got down ......... the car and came to help me open the gate. After  several seconds she looked at me and asked: ,,Excuse me, who are you?”. I was shocked. I didn’t know how to react.  I had started laughing and in the end I told her my name. Of course, she remembered me. We hadn’t seen each other in a while and she didn’t recognized me. I showed her the way and led her to her sit and I returned to my former place at the gate. When all the guests arrived I joined the party and I don’t like to admit but it was a nice party even if there was only my family it was pretty fun. I heard good and old stories and the wine was excellent.  Of course, I will not repeat the experience too soon, but I ........ changed my opinion a little bit about the family reunions.

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