My first recollection of my childhood is the day I fell down the stairs (4 yr old) and my older (evil) cousins just laughed.I remember I was so upset I cried for nearly 2hours in spite of my parents,cousins attempts to comfort me.If i remember rightly I only quietened down when I was given some goats milk ice-cream. Luckily,(Although some may think otherwise) there was no lasting damage.
My days were happy ones,I had good neighbors/family members to play with from morning till evening. We dressed as cowboys and Indians and rode about on our tricycles happily for hours on end,I'm sure there were other games we played to occupy our time but i cant quite remember them.
Then I started going to school around the age of five
, this turned out to be quite an ordeal for me. To begin with, I remember feeling quite sad having to leave my mum and go off to be among strangers.I remember crying and wanting my mother around, much to my teacher's displeasure. As the days went by, however, I made friends in class and found their company top notch. I became happy again and actually looked forward to leaving the house and mother each morning.
I still remember the days I was learning to ride my bicycle. I fell and bruised myself several times but I never gave up. Finally, I was able to join my friends going around the neighborhood on my bike (I was tore moon).
Another fond memory is the end-of-year play. I was chosen to play the role of Jack in 'Jack and the Beanstalk.I remember becoming a 'celebrity' overnight an receiving lots of compliments for my performance from teachers other parents.
What a wonderful childhood I had and at times wish I could relive those days (NOT THE CRYING ONES)