Wherever I go, I run into myself

When I think back to the days when I was a child, I think about all of my wonderful childhood memories. Often I wish to go back, back to that point in life when everything seemed simpler. Sometimes I think about it too much, knowing I cannot return.

I have to write about, but I don’t know where to start. Does this sound like you? If so, rest assured that you are not alone. I have to say something about Childhood. Here it goes.

Let me give a try to see what kind of image you have about me through myself description. I hope that my impression and your impression about me are not so different.  

     

So Child: When I was so child if I want anything in several time to my elder brother he beats me, and then I was wiping and went to mother to say about this but she said’, he is your elder. But I said to mother when I was elder then I beat younger. My mother just smiled.

Childhood Hobby: I was a village boy so I interested on village game, like flying kite, catching fish, playing cricket in the open ground and so on. 

                                    

When I imagine in that time just I closed my eyes and think if I can back this time again.

                                   

The First School: My primary and secondary school was located in the river side and also in main town. It was a small road, cars would have a hard time passing through. The school had one to ten classes with about 1500 student altogether. I don’t remember the cover of my ABC Language but only its first few pages. The letters were printed in big black block characters. I learned to write with chalk on a tiny slate that could be easily broken into pieces if I inadvertently dropped it.

Some Interesting Eyewink at School Life: Punishment at school: When I normally felt the punishment of school life then I was this image.

Exchanging launch box: It was the most interesting moment of school life, when I think that I just back to early aged.

Making friendship: We did not realize we were making memories, we just knew we were fun.

Missed childhood: It is the best time of my life and also,,,

we carry our childhood with us. If you don’t do anything stupid when you’re young, you won’t remember something funny when you’re old.

I missed my childhood days…No worries..No responsibility..No heartaches..No pain..Just plain fun and Innocence..