It was the eve to Christmas, Treasure had always wanted to spend it with his grandparents but the timing was never right in the past. This time was different, he got a call the week before informing him he was being fired from his job, he saw it coming. A blessing he thought, this way he would get to see spend sometime with his grandparents.
"Why, I haven't done anything wrong"
"We are currently laying off staff, you would know if you checked your mail"
He knew getting a job was hard but this wasn't the first time he was fired which meant he was going to find another. It was a 6 hour trip to his grandparents. He decided he would go early so he could have enough alone time with them until the rest of the family showed up.
"Buy bread sir with chilled coke"
Someone knocked at the window to the bus. He didn't eat anything that morning before leaving because he was already filled with excitement. His extended family made it a habit of throwing christmas parties every year at his grandparents house but never for once had he been in attendance. He only saw pictures and videos.
He was just going to wait until the driver stopped for a break and hopefully find something to eat at that point. He needed something heavy, not yeast filled dough. The sun shinned bright and hot. The traffic on the road made things worse.
"Maybe I'll manage that bread for now", the thought as he called out to a nearby hawker.
"I hope your drinks are cold"
"Yes sir, very chilled, will you buy gala too?"
He had no choice, buy what he could at that point or risk waiting another hour until the road cleared up.
Two hours later, the bus started to move as the number of cars on the road reduced. He finally got to his destination. The compound was smaller than he could remember. Maybe because the last time he visited, he was only 10 years old, everything seems big when you're a child.
"Treasure!!", grandma yelled not able to contain her excitement.
"Why are you standing there, go and help him with his bags", she told some kids playing around in the compound.
"Look how much you've grown, you can now even travel on your own, you even have a beard now"
He smiled sheepishly, grandma looked like she didn't age a bit after all these years.
"You must be hungry, come inside, I've made rice for you."
This was another reason to love his grandparent's house, there was always food.
"Where's grandpa?"
"He went out with Matthew to get some provisions upon everybody's arrival tomorrow"
Matthew was Treasure's cousin who stayed with them to help out with anything they needed.
"It's going to be a full house tomorrow, it's really good to could make it this time"
"I wasn't going to miss it for anything".
He took off his shoes and walked straight to the dining were food was already dished for him, this was what love felt like. His grandfather's car pulled up in the driveway some hours later.
"Don't just stand there, come and help Matthew with the bags".
It was not the welcoming he had expected.
"Oh Treasure, I didn't know it was you, when did you arrive?"
"Some hours ago"
"I hope they've given you food, please help Matthew with the bags"
The rest of the day was spent getting his grandparents up to speed with what had been happening in his life.
"Is your father coming?"
Grandma had always been keen on getting to see Treasure's father, they didn't spend much time together after he married their daughter but he called once in a while to check up on his in-laws.
"I don't know but he said he'll try to come"
He went to bed that night excited he was going to see the rest of the family the next day.
This story was written in third person and it is about the time I left to spend Christmas with my grandparents, I hope you enjoy reading.
Hello @treasure-joshua,
We could not figure out if this story was written in response to the fiction prompt (hunger) or the nonfiction prompt (travel). Happily, it fits in both categories. Since we are accepting both fiction and nonfiction pieces this week (and maybe for some time) it almost doesn't matter if this is fiction or nonfiction. What matters is that it is effective writing. The strong sentiment of Treasure for his grandparents is palpable. Readers can feel that longing, that nostalgia to see a dear relative that is missed.
Readers can also feel Treasure's hunger, both on the bus and at the grandparents' house, where ...there was always food.
Thank you for sharing this story with us, and thank you for offering meaningful feedback on other authors' stories.
(Please link the story to the prompt you are responding to. This helps us when we review stories for the week. Thank you!)
Good morning, the is a creative non fiction entry but I thought it would be cool in infuse the regular prompt, after all, it was "creative non fiction" anyways😂. That's why I added the part of saying it was written in third person and it was a story of me going to see my grandparents.
I've dropped a link under the creative non fiction prompt. Thank you for your amazing feedback.
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Grandparents always have this homey atmosphere around them and there is always food to eat, lots of it till your belly hurts, I am glad you were able to spend time with them.
Food, love and grandparent always gotogether. I am sure your visit was heartwarming and wonderful as the rice and meals you shared together.
It can be any of us, rushing through busy day, on our way forgetting to eat in time and just grabbing something. The same time we also often have our loving grandparents who wish to do everyhting for their grandchildren and make sure that their are eaten and cared. Nicely written fmaily story.
Such a beautiful reunion...one that'll forever remain in everyone's hearts...I like how you brought your writing to life with your descriptions..I could easily see the whole picture... Great story.. thanks for sharing ❤️