Childhood

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Childhood Days

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Childhood days are long and inviting. I run outside thinking to myself that the sky is the limit today. My sister and I race down the street to meet up with my cousin and neighborhood friends. The only thing on our agenda today is how far we can push our imaginations. |

I do not pretend to know what others are like but for myself, even to this day, I feel my heart throbs with joy when I think of my birthplace. I remember those good times, for family and friends were happy and healthy. The sons and daughters of our neighbors were forever playing with us and everything was as I wanted it to be, the best, incomparable, without a shadow of sorrow, I felt the world was mine.

I was happy as the day was long, sunny and joyful like a summer rain after a boiling hot day.

I remember my mother would tell me to go outside child and smile at the sun, maybe the weather will change… and the weather did change at my smile. The sun no doubt knew what I was capable of for I was young and happy.

Even to this day I am convinced my mother could work wonders. She could chase away the pain with a kiss on a forehead and she would always have something special for us if we finished up our plates … She was our angel.

More than that I remember with a very warm, safe feeling how beautiful everything was. The sky was blue as the sea and clear as a mirror. The days were long and sunny so my sister and I could pretend we were princesses and had a massive castle very high up in the treetops.

The branches of the tree castle would come alive when it heard the sound of our voices and play with us until the end of time… But time did not exist. The only concept of time we had was given by our mother’s sweet and crystalline voice asking us to wash our hands and come for lunch.

I remember the taste of cold, life given water we drank, the feeling of satisfaction it gave to our thirst. I remember the sound of nature, the sound of...