Childhood is the most fun part in a person’s life. This is where we experience a lot of things that we can no longer experience in adulthood. Whenever I look back on my childhood, I often reminisce about when we used to have fights with another kid just because of a sandwich or a crayon. When we become very happy with small amounts of money given by our parents.
As a young girl, I remember the joys of playing Kickball, singing & dancing to pop songs and generally having a laugh. I would fall asleep curled up in bed reading Harry Potter & Matilda every night, believing that magic is real.
I have alot of wonderful childhood memories of spending time with my friends and going to the corner shop to buy paper bags full of penny sweets. Then there were the days we would go to the local swimming pool by coach, singing “Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”. And then our daily Islamic Studies & Qur’an class at the mosque where we played tig instead. During warmer months, we would beg the teacher to let us water the flowers which would turn into a big water fight. Those were the good times. The good old days.
Reminiscing about those good old days really makes me smile. But it’s pretty crazy that now, we’re all adults who share common problems and responsibilities. We are now on a different chapter of our lives.
We’re all at different stages of growing up, graduating, getting married, building a career and a family. But I just feel like I’m stuck staring at my rearview mirror rather than getting my life into gear and focusing on the future. I need to remember that there are a lot of new things to discover and better days are still to come.
Do not let your years slip through your fingers by living in the past, nor in the future.
By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.
Do not dismiss your dreams.
To be without dreams is to be without hope; to be without hope is to be without purpose.
Do not run through life so fast that you forget not only where you have been,
but also where you are going.
Life is not a race,
but a journey to be savored each step of the way.
And you, how about your childhood? Do you have any favourite memories?
– Atekka xo