Essay on Picnic with Family

Last Friday my family went on a picnic to a beautiful field beside a small river. We were ten members, including my parents, my uncle, my aunt, and my cousins. My mother and aunt cooked fried rice, chicken curry, and vegetable dishes in the morning, and we packed everything in a big basket. We also took a mat, some water, and a football. When we reached the place, we spread the mat under a big tree and started to enjoy the open air. The birds were singing, and the wind was blowing softly. My father and uncle played football with us, and my cousins and I ran and laughed a lot. At noon we sat together and ate our food. The fried rice with chicken curry tasted wonderful in the open air. After lunch we took rest and took some photographs. My mother told us stories about her village picnic days. In the afternoon we packed our things and returned home happily. The picnic with my family was a day of pure joy, and it taught me how sweet family life is. I will never forget this happy day.

Last month my family decided to go on a picnic, and the plan gave all of us great joy from the very beginning. We chose a picnic spot beside a canal near my village, surrounded by green fields and tall trees. There were twelve of us, including my parents, my grandparents, my uncle, my aunt, my two cousins, and me. My mother and aunt spent the whole morning cooking delicious food. They made fried rice, chicken curry, fish fries, vegetable dishes, and sweet pithas. We packed the food in a big basket and carried a mat, a water bottle, plates, and some games. My father borrowed his friend’s van to carry all the things. We started our journey early in the morning while the air was still fresh. The roadsides were full of green crops, and the scene made us all happy. When we reached the spot, we spread the mat under a big banyan tree. The canal water was clear, and the sound of birds filled the air. My cousins and I ran around the field and flew a kite. My grandfather sat under the tree and told us stories of his young days. At noon we all sat together in a circle and ate our food. Everything tasted ten times better in the open air, and we could not stop eating. After lunch my father and uncle took a short rest, and we played a game of cricket with a small ball. Even my grandmother enjoyed the game and laughed with us. In the afternoon the sky became cloudy, so we packed our things before it started to rain. We reached home in the evening, tired but very happy. The picnic with my family was one of the best days of my life. It gave me sweet memories and showed me that family love is the greatest treasure. I hope we can arrange such a picnic again very soon.