MEMORIES BRINGS BACK MEMORIES

Growing up I would say I had moments I remembered as a child, some of those moments are faint in my memory, others are very vivid as though it was yesterday. I remember at age three or so I was so fat that I could barely walk fast, In Fact I would say I was round. Too bad I no longer have my childhood pictures, but some of the memories are just so unforgettable. One major thing I remember was running in an inter-house sport competition. I could still remember how much strength I was putting into the race but wondering why my classmates were far ahead of me. It was disheartening to see that I finished the race some minutes after my classmates but I got an award for not giving up 😂

AN OLD PICTURE FROM MY CHILDHOOD. MY SISTER AND I

Another childhood memory I can vividly recall was when I was anticipating Christmas at age 7. I had already prepared my new clothes and shoes down only to wake up on christmas day to a horrible disaster. My christmas trouser was burnt to ashes because my mum lit a local mosquito killer that works with fire and my trouser was very close to it. Although My dad got me another one ASAP, it was nothing close to the one I had lost and it kinda ruined my christmas. So yeah I’ve had some moments as a child that are just unforgettable, however have also had some cool ones.

The best of them all was when I was 12, and there was literally nothing to celebrate the christmas. My dad was out of job, and my family was only able to feed on what generous people gave us. On christmas morning I woke up with the mind that it was going to be my worst christmas ever, only for my dad to call my mum to take us (My sister and I) to a boutique for christmas shopping. It turned out to be the best Christmas of our lives because we ate like we hadn’t eaten in ages. And truly we could barely afford one square meal.

I remember us going to church that day with our new clothes, I can’t remember the dress my sister wore, but I remember wearing an army coloured shorts and a black polo shirt with of course my black glasses (What was christmas without those glasses as a child) The memory is so fresh that each time I think about it, I sometimes wish I could go back to that exact moment. But sadly, I can’t lol. And another thing that moment reminds me of is hope for the future, no matter how things get, these are the little things that give me faith that everything will be alright. I don't know how, but just like it happened the night before we were hungry and at dawn we had more than enough. I'm always hopeful that such a thing can still happen if I just keep on pushing.