I was 72. My daughter was a man, a Polish engineer, and my husband was Tomoko, my Japanese colleague. She or he, don’t know how to put, was 76 too.

It was really fun to play that game yesterday in class. Because yesterday we were not just colleagues, but part of a very large family.

The mother (my daughter) had to decide where should the family spend the holiday. Of course, we were trying to make her decisions harder:  I (the grandmother) wanted to go to Japan to perfect my Japanese language skills, my husband (the grandfather) wanted to make a trip around the world. The three kids – Daniel, Alba and Cristina – dreamed of something different. Daniel wanted to visit Africa and have a bit of adventure, while the girls tried together to convince the mother to go to the Caribbean Islands. How could you resist to your 12 and 18 year old sweethearts? Meanwhile, the uncle hoped to visit Italy and   the unemployed father of the family – Alexandra – wanted to spend the holiday somewhere in Germany.

Indeed, mom was in a difficult situation, which made us all laugh a lot.  Eventually the grandparents (me and Tomoko), made a compromise – we’ll go in our worldwide trip on our own, but the trip will start in Japan. For the sake of perfecting my language, remember? We would also take the dog with us, the dog being our Ukrainian colleague. The boy will go to Africa by himself, the girls will go to the islands (the grandparents will support their holiday because they were cute) and mom, dad and the uncle will go to Italy and, maybe, find a job for the unemployed father in some Italian hotel.

And this is how, instead of a big happy family holiday, we’ve all split to different destinations and the father, in spite of the holiday mood, had to go to work. Haha, great choices mom!