Category: Childhood Memories

There is no doubt that the lunches I brought to school were unique. The lunches of sabzi (vegetables with gravy), roti (round flatbread) and chaval (rice) that my mother made for me labelled me as an outsider in school and amongst my classmates. My peers would come to school with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches…

I think most of people have some memories of their childhood and same goes to me. But the number of recollections varies enormously. I do remember some parts in my childhood events, but definitely not all, not even most, not even half. I rather say we remember mostly fragments. I do believe that not only…

Father means my creator. I am solely dependent on my father financially. But, as soon as I want to become his supporter. Generally, one thing happens to me nowadays, whenever my father has late to return home in the evening. Then, my heartbeat is extremely quick for my father. Like, I reckon to call him,…

As I held a book with a worn green cover, prominently labeled ‘Secret! Do not open!’ and filled with pages of chicken scratches and crude sketches, memories rushed back of the many evenings I spent diligently writing in my childhood diary. I kept a diary from mid-elementary school up until early high school, filling almost…

The sunny skies of Panama City Beach, Florida, represent beautiful memories in my life. I go to this off-white beach at least five to six times during the year. This place has taught me how to swim, race go-karts, enjoy simple things, and most importantly, value my friends and family. Apart from the things I…

When we are young, we don’t think about the memories that we are making in the present, it is just later that we realize that our younger self is really missed. Sometimes, when we try to revoke those memories, we think that the events that we remember are really what happened at the time, but…

As teenagers, we may think of poetry as synonyms of old and useless, and reading it may seem monotonous. When we read a poem, we must have problems with pronunciation and comprehension of it. Although when we hear it, we can experience a new way to approach the poem. I came from Cuba, where the…

Entering the park, remnants of my childhood memories started to re-emerge. A slight breeze rustled the leaves making them fall to the concrete ground one by one. The air was warm, and the beams of sunlight glowed onto my skin, providing me with comfort. The sounds of parents playing with their children was enough to…

When recalling my childhood memories, there are many stories. Some of them makes me happy, but some of them are not good ones. Well, I grew up in Rewasa village, one of the most beautiful and scenic places in Ra, and one of my favorite childhood memories was going on a hunting trip with my…

Eating brownies with my mom was the best bonding experience, until an unforeseen occurrence took place after my tenth birthday: I was left despising the very thing I loved the most. With me having no fondness towards cake, cookies were always a go to for my birthday parties. I felt as though I had tried…