My Chilhood

In my Chilhood

IN MY CHILDHOOD…

When I was a little girl I looked at the big world and I loved looking at my mother, she looked like my wonder woman.

I can still remember the wonders of my first day of kindergarten, when one night before Mom told me that I would meet friends and I had to study, all the night I woke up because the emotion did not let me sleep, I woke up very early and I got dressed and with great happiness I woke my mom, unfortunately it was too late and my mom did not wake up; We ran to the school and saw all the children in kindergarten stuck to the bars of the gate crying to go out and be with their parents, unlike them I was crying to get in and all the parents looked at me with tenderness. It was epic

On cloudy days we stayed at home, my sister was responsible for selecting the movie we would see, I prepared the popcorn and my mother to lay the bed on the floor. And we
could spend it all day like this ...

On sunny days, we loved going to the park to buy sweets and run with the children to give them away, secretly because my mom got angry. Even to be honest many times my sister if she devoured them all.At some time we lived in a neighborhood we sang a thousand times the song of “sun solecito warm me a little” so that the sun did not go away (according to) and we could get wet with balloons.In primary school I remember my first mischief ... I remember my third grade teacher was called America, she was very good at teaching, but she was evil with laughing and naughty kids. That is, I was on that list; That morning she went out and used to carry a bag full of food and books because that's what she liked best, so I went to drink water and discovered that the suitcase was under the jug, so I gave that information to the most mischievous child and He opened the key of that jug and we left all his suitcase wet. We made her cry and I cried afterwards with her.
In the fourth grade I had my first best friend. Her name was Melissa, the weirdest girl in school was my friend, but she was wonderful. We ate everything, we played jogging at recess and two or three times a week I went to his house to play in his dollhouse that we said was our castle. If one cried the other also, if one was hungry the other had to eat, if one wanted to play the other had to do ... we were the perfect combo. Until they changed my school ...
Looking back and discovering myself in the village pool, climbing the slides to throw ourselves into the water, is that memory that makes me smile. We spent the summers from the pool to the street. Walking the streets and enjoying the cousins ​​that during the winter we were not lucky enough to have on hand. Excursions, hikes, paellas, hopscotch and many and many moments, which are still magical.

Our family could never make great luxuries. We had vacations, yes, and we stepped on the beach, sometimes all together - grandparents, aunts and cousins ​​included - and others in batches. But if I keep a special memory of my childhood related to that beach that I like so much.

Those were the first moments in which I felt the rigor of a punishment for doing something wrong. The first moments in which I understood that everything we do generates an effect (in ourselves or in other people) and that many of these things that we do are forgiven only and only because we are children.
I felt the attraction for a person for the first time and I will probably never forget the moment when, on his birthday, someone told me "tell him that you want to be his boyfriend" and I did not dare, (he was minus 7 years old)

I remember when we were eight years old, we had a cat that had given birth. After New Year's holidays, in the mornings, when I could not get up to go to school, Mother would catch all the kittens and put them in my bed. They climbed on top of me, then I had to stand up and lower them to the ground. It is one of the warmest memories of my childhood
In childhood, when showering, I liked to fill my mouth with water and then imagine that it was a source and draw water under pressure. I even adopted positions to become a source. Someone dreamed of being a doctor, others with cosmonauts and I dreamed of being a source ...

Little by little I could describe a thousand memories of my childhood, but I do not know in what instant I became an adult.

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