My Childhood Days

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I would define childhood as a never-ending vacation. A weekend without a week following and playtime everlasting. A lot of people have gotten into comedy because of certain influences in their lives or events that were painful, and I really have wracked my brain to figure it out. I pretty much have had a normal childhood. Maybe it was too normal. When I try to recall my childhood days, many memories comes rushing. They over whelm me with their intimacy, beauty and wonder. Some of them very much delight me, others make me thoughtful but a few of them make me sad. I used to play and enjoy with boys and girls of my age, but I play with boys most of the time. We played marbles, bat-ball, hide and seek (I was always the one hiding, not the one searching), fly kites, slingshots (tirador), climb trees, swings, slides, chasing each other, riding a bicycle, running and shouting with other children and other games especially “barilbarilan”. Sometimes there was a quarrel among us but it was short lived. We don’t take it seriously especially when my enemy is eating something I like, we’ll be friends again. My days were happy ones before I started going to school, I was 4 yrs. old then. During my preparatory school, to begin with, I felt very sad having to leave my mother and go off each morning to be amongst strangers. I cried and wanted my mother around, much to my teacher's displeasure. My teacher taught me how to write, read, count and I kept on reminding her that I already knew that. My mother was used to teach me that before. I really don’t know what’s the reason why I have to go to school and learn everything I already knew. Isn’t that confusing? As the days went by, however, I made friends easily in class and found company. I became happy again and actually looked forward to leaving the house each morning. To play with my classmates and not with my neighbours anymore. And I realize it’s more fun. I still remember those days when I was learning to ride a bicycle. I...
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