Memories of my Childhood Days

My first action of my childhood is the day I over balance down the stairs when I was three years old. I was so disappointed that I cried and cried for nearly an hour in spite of my parents' attempts at comforting me. After a long time, I quiet down when I was given ice-cream and chocolates. It is fortunate that, I was not hurt.

My days were happy ones before I started going to school, as I had good a person living next door to or very near to the speaker or person referred to play with from morning till evening. We played games outside a building or shelter, dressed as performing much of his work on horseback and Red Indians and rode about on our tricycles in a happy way. There were also other games to reside our time.

At the age of five years, I had to be present at kindergarten and this turned out to be quite a very unpleasant and prolonged experience for me. To initiate with, I felt very sad having to leave my mother and go off each first time to be amongst a person who does not know. I sobbed and needed my mother around, much to my teacher's annoyance. As the days went by, though, I made friends easily in class and having been discovered company. I became happy again and in reality looked towards the front to leaving the house each morning.

I still recall those days when I was learning to outing a bicycle. I fell and injured myself several times but I never gave up. In conclusion, I was able to join my friends going around the neighborhood on my bike.

I now understand clearly what a wonderful childhood I have had and at times wish I could relive those days.