Remembering My Childhood

I came from a country that has a lot of natural beauty. It has the perfect weather all year through and very beautiful spots that I am so proud of. I grew up a few miles away from the beach and I was able to enjoy taking baths in the river as well as climbing tress. My childhood was simple but a fun one and it was filled with memories worth remembering. I never realized how good my childhood was until I had kids of my own. The area where we are living now, is beautiful but it is nothing compared to the place where I grew up. My kids are able to enjoy the beach like I did but not as much as I did because the beach is not as near as the beach back at my hometown. My kids didn't get to experience how it is to take a dip in the river because the rivers here are freezing cold and most of all, my kids didn't get the liberty of climbing trees because the trees here are so much taller and so difficult to climb.

I remember back home when I used to play with our neighbor's kids every weekend. We would play patintero and hide and seek. We would take baths in the rain, running around the neigborhood in our shorts and t-shirts. Every christmas, we would go around and sing christmas carols every night and would have our home-made instruments ready. I would tell these stories to my kids and they would get amazed because they know they are missing on something.

Someday, we would go back home and I would let my kids experience all the fun that I did growing-up. I would bring them to the beach and I would let them swim in our rivers and climb trees and if possible, do christmas caroling... Someday, they would be able to feel the joy I felt when I was a kid and they would have fun memories to remember as well.