Easter, what does it mean to me? For me it means to celebrate with family and to have fun so that we can catch up on the things that have happened over time. Sometime on Saturday my cousins and I will have an easter egg hunt just before midnight and whoever finds the most chocolate eggs would get a big prize that my aunties would buy the next day.
Before my great grandma past away, she would always make us go to church every year to celebrate and remember Jesus Christ and how he resurrected from death and if anyone complained she would use her walking cane to hit them across the head, of course we still carry on that tradition to remember her, her love God and for us. Even after we go to church she would always have her own long loku before everyone eats dinner, I still remember the song that she sang at the end.
My family and I would always have a big feast where everyone has to bring over two things to the table. Two thing’s I always see on the table is a big bowl of corn beef and a plate of taro’s. The only thing I don’t see much of is veggie salad that my uncle is suppose to make. My favourite thing to eat the most would probably be the muscles that my auntie make every year, I love it because she add this special sauce that makes it nice and creamy.
The true meaning of Good Friday and Easter Sunday is to remember Jesus Christ and how he protected us from our sins
I really enjoy Easter because I get to spend time with my family and friends, I can’t wait till Sunday to eat some delicious muscle.