Childhood Memories


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Everyone’s childhood story has a little taint to it; no matter how comfortable it was. There is always this moment where we loathed being our parents’ wards: perhaps they prevented us from attending that party that everyone else went to and talked about for weeks. I don’t know if it comes with the territory but it seems every parent this unique talent of depriving the child of something the child really craved for at one point in time. If we were given the chance to go back in time and have the childhood we really wanted, how different would you want it to be?

Maybe you would have wanted to go to bed later than your parents made you; or you would have gotten every little craving (from the sweetest candy to the newest backpack or stationery kit) whenever you made the request. Perhaps you would have preferred that you were not scolded or grounded for every little thing you did wrong and that they should have gone easier on you. Growing up is not easy especially under the roof of principled and disciplinarian guardians.

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It's a bit too late for that, isn't it?

But you didn’t and look at you now; you turned out fine. This may not apply to all of us because some childhood scars may still be haunting some people and causing them to relive their pain each and every day. But for most of us, the little struggles we faced growing up have made us stronger and well prepped up to fit in the world as adults. Our childhood stories may not be perfect and we could make an effort to build on that when we bring our own into this world. Nonetheless be grateful to your parents/guardians for their efforts. It is not easy being responsible for oneself much more someone else’s. How we grew up as kids may have been out of our control but now, how we choose to feel about our lives is totally up to us.

Maybe the best gift you can give your child is the best childhood experience you wished you could have had…

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