My Sunday

On sunday aftenoon I went to church. I rarely go on sundays. I belive in Greek Orthodox and when someone dies you have a memorial mostly every year. I went for my grandma who was dead for 2 years. We went to a church called Holy Trintiy Greek Orthodox Church. As I walked in I could not breathe from all the smoke in the air. It was just so cloudy with no ventalation. There was sunday service going on. So I went to go use the bathroom downstairs. My dad told me that there is another chapel downstairs. Because when he was little he live right next to the church and went to greek school their. He lived in the Bemont-Craign  Neighborhood of the north side of Chicago. When he went to that church alot of people went their so they closed the lunch room and made a chapel. When my dad told me about it I just thought it was the size of a classroom. They had the door open ad it was huge. Bigger than the one upstairs. When sunday service was over I went with my granpa in his car I always go with him when we have memorials. I get to the church with my Mom, Dad, and brother. And then with my grandpa. We went to the cemetery to light the candle and plant flowers. We then went to Mykonos Greek Restaurant in Niles. We had lamb chops, greek lemon soup, and greek salad. The food was good. After that I went home and had more leftovers from the restaurant and had the greek salad and it was huge salad. That is how I spent my Sunday, also it was my dads birthday. Always stay gold Billybobs