LOL, I like this question! It was my mom, dad, sister, brother and I. We would talk about what happened at school that day. Sometimes my sister and I get the giggles for no reason and the more our parents told us to stop the more we couldn't stop. My dad was is a new house paint contracter so many times we listened to him complain about color choices. It was always good family time that saddens me a bit to think back on. My husband and I have no kids so we talk about our day and watch tv with dinner, fighting off the cats.
In our family, we always have conversation at dinner. We talk about different things... Of course we start to talk about most important events happened during the day of each of us, discuss some problems that happened, sometimes we talk to the children & advice them. We talk about funny situation happened, about plans of tomorrow....etc. That's why I feel that gathering all my family members is some thing wonderful, especially that our family is a big family. We care for others & listen to their problems in that time.
Dinner was the only meal we were able to have together during the week. It was my parents, my sister and me. Of course the dog ate only when we were all around the table. We talked about most anything and everything. We have a cousin who loved having dinner with us because it was always a family thing. It's the same way now at my sister's home.
In my house,its just me and my father,and we don't eat at a big table.Father sits in his armchair and I sit on my small chair.We don't usually have a conversation,but sometimes comment on what sort of day it is,what's in the news,etc.If I want to know more about something,I ask him about it,and we have a brief conversation,or sometimes we discuss my academic achievements.Its never very interesting.My father is a very reticent man who hardly ever says anything interesting or important,and I know hardly anything about what his life was like before I was born.I don't really like him,anyway.
Sometimes I eat at mothers house(she always gives me noodles to eat),and then she chatters on and on about her medicine or what the budgies did or what aunty Theresa said,and I don't pay much attention.Sometimes I tell her about my adventures or get her to tell me about her dreams(she has funny lucid dreams).She hardly ever says anything of consequence,either,but unlike father,she has told me plenty of stories.there's no point in asking her a question because she'll talk so much about other things that she'll never get around to answering. She isn't very clever,either.
So mostly I just talk to God and keep my thoughts to myself.
As a child I didn't use to talk at the dinning table, as I am the last child in the family, I was not given a chance to talk. As I grew up, I used to discuss with my sisters. I used to be very close to both of them.
Now as my sister are married, I discuss with my brother & sister - in -law
My parents don't allow conversations at the dinner table. They're one of the socially retarded and they never seem to know how life works. They are always obsessed about my homework and that I am going to fail and how I need to study more. My father just wants me to quickly finish eating and get on with my studies and read more "outside of school reading". It really pissed me off and I was some kind of rebel and I really didn't have a real nice childhood.... Now I work at McDonald's working 50 hours a week getting paid 7.50 an hour and I'm barely paying off my bills. I also work part-time for brazzers but I guess its worth it.
No, our family always has crap all over our table so we can't sit together. We sit higgledy piggledy on chairs or on the lounge watching tv... We never talk about our days and stuff. It's not fair...
