my childhood

my childhood

Like all other people I enjoyed my childhood days. I cannot forget the sweet memories of those days. I still remember my first day at school. I used to play in the field near the small river. I used to jump into the river, then swim and dive with other children. In a moon-lit night we would play hide and seek. In winter, mother would make cakes. I would eat and steal some pieces into my pockets. During the Eid festivals I would get salami from the elders. During the rainy days, I would play and run with other children in the field. When we returned home, parents would scold us for getting soaked. In childhood we were always free and jolly. I wish I were a child again.