I had really beautiful and unforgettable childhood in my hometown where I was born and grew up. There is really a peaceful and pretty place named Bao Loc town. This place is not so hot and not so cold compare to the hot weather of Saigon (the biggest city in Vietnam) and the cold weather of Dalat (the flowers city in my country). Therefore, I really love the atmosphere in Baloc, it is so fresh and cool. I spent eleven years of my life there. I feel really lucky because I spent my childhood in the countryside and I am pretty sure that whoever has the childhood in the countryside must be happier than the one who lives in the big city.
When I was a little girl, I always went out with my sisters and played around with our neighbors. We had a lot of interesting and crazy games. I had to admit that we were really naughty and annoying at that time. One of the games we liked to play was building the tree house in the garden and then we moved there to live even though in the rainy day. We took pillows and blankets and everything to bring there and slept. It was really fun, but I took a lot of time design and build up the house. After that, we started cooking rice in a milk-can. The milk-can was really tiny; we just put a small amount of rice and spent really long time to make it cooked. Oh my god, I was so tried, everyone had to find dry branch trees and put those under the milk-can to make a fire. And when we finished and had nice rice cooked, our face was so dirty and had a lot of dark spots because we tried to flow up the dry trees to get fired. Everyone looked so funny and ridiculous. That was really good memory of us. The one was playing soccer, it was also a most special and happy memory which me. I and my sitters were probably addicted to this game. We and our neighbors play all day long, in the morning, afternoon, and even at night on the street. Playing soccer is really funny and healthy activity in my opinion. We separated to teams and stared playing. It was serious and competitive. Sometimes, I was a striker and sometimes I was a defender or a goalkeeper. I really tried hard in any positions. We played until which team got 5 scores first would win. Then the punishment would be all of members had to turn back and we kicked the ball to their asses. It sounds ridiculous, isn’t it? But that was the goal of all the game. Whenever we won, we were so happy and shout out loud in the happiness. There was one time that we played in a really heavy rain. It was getting heavier and heavier, but it could not stop us from concentrate on getting scores for our team. The ground where we played was so wet and slippery, so easy to fail down anytime. I was a goalkeeper, and one boy was coming nearly my goal. I was so nervous; I had to stop him anyway from kick the ball into my goal. However he was so fast, how could I stop him? Then unconsciously I closed my eyes and jump out to hold the ball. Yes! I got it, it was amazing, I got it. We would not lose. I was so happy, but then I realized that I completely fail down on the dirty ground and one of my knees was bleeding. Woa! I tried so hard. Eventhough, I got hurt, I was still satisfied with what I did. I really miss the times we played soccer together. It was full of happiness and joyfulness. I will never forget it. Beside that, we also did many crazy and funny things like secretly go to other people’s houses or their gardens and still fruits. Sometimes, when we climbed to the threes try to reach the fruits like guavas; the house owner’s dog came out and bark loudly. He was really scary. We tried really hard to escape in many dangerous situations like that.
Those were some of happy memories I used to have with my neighbors, my friends. I really love them so much since I moved to the big city to study. I wish I could go back the time we were together with joyful memories, the time I did not have to think or care a lot of things like right now. We were just so innocent and had no worries about our future. Whenever I told my friends about my childhood, they said I am really a country girl and I am happy about that. That was the most lucky and special I have ever had in my life.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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