Moon Festival

Dear DuDu:

This year's moon festival didn't feel much like a moon festival to me. But then again, it hadn't felt that way for several years. I remember back when I was young, my family would invite my uncle and grandma over to my house and we would all barbecue together. I had always been very excited. The house would be filled with people walking around, brings plates of food to be cooked, to just chatting at the side. My sister and I would peel pomelo and make them into hats. Then, I would go around and make people wear them. My sister and I would then laugh until our stomachs hurt at what the adults look like with pomelo hats on. Sometimes, I would walk over and try to help with the barbecue, fanning at the wind or adding the sauce to the meat. After the barbecue, the moon cakes would be taken out. I am not too much of a moon cake person. Very often, I would take a bite and then decide I didn't want it anymore, but once in a while, I wold get one that I actually liked. My sister wouldn't even look at the moon cakes because she knows that she wouldn't like them. The day would end with everyone sitting on the porch, chatting and looking at the moon. Oh, talking about those times made me miss it even more!