Easter here in Macedonia celebrates in a different way. I remember as a little kid on Thursday, my mother made only 3 eggs and in the morning she sang a song for Easter. One day before Easter Saturday is time for painting the eggs. Most are red and some colorful for little children. I was doing colorful eggs. On Sunday, my father and me go to visit our friend and relatives. My mother stays at home and waits for a visit from our friend. So the men and children go to visit our relatives and collect eggs, and mother and girls stay at home. This is our tradition and that day is so beautiful.
