I sit on the creaky wooden porch. Children’s shrieks of joy fill the air, as they dance in the streets. Couples stroll down the moonlit streets. many people sit outside on their porches like us, exchanging stories and greetings with family and friends.

My grandma sits next to me watching the people and the bright orange lanterns floating higher and higher into the night sky.

I watch one lantern falling slowly drifting towards me. I meet my gaze with grandma

Her eyes crinkle, “someone has a wish for you to fulfill.”

“I never thought it would actually happen.”

I said partly in awe and partly in fear

The lantern lands gently at my feet.

I gently untie the string, and unravel the weathered piece of paper.

Sing the Canadian National Anthem with a redneck accent as loud as you can.

I blush before belting the Canadian Anthem at the top of my lungs. Everything goes silent and heads turn peering in my direction. In the corner of my eye my grandma is laughing on the brim of tears.

I finish screaming oh Canada. And surprisingly a few people clap.

“ you dont have to actually do what they say you know.” My grandma adds

My eyes widen, “What!” I scream

“ I did that for nothing?”

“Well it entertained me.” She shrugs.