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Growing Years in Childhood

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Childhood memories

My brother and I a year and a bit difference in age grew up together and had a lot of fun together.

I spent a lot of my school holidays and short weekends on my grandparent’s farm.

A place I loved to be and to experience another kind of life there.

Early on a Saturday morning I would fetch the fresh laid eggs and feel the warmth of the eggs on my palms.

It was our breakfast and I like the idea of having hot tea and the cream of the boiled milk.

Those days I treasure for myself.

My brother preferred to live in the city.

The best times for me were on the farm and with my grandparents.

My sister lived on the farm and that was one the other reason for visiting the farm as often as I did.

These times were precious and real to me.

We laughed and played games as kids nothing mattered except for being together.

Sharing what I knew only my sister and I could have together as a family, and having that good family life really put everything in place.

This is my story, my childhood and those were the best days of my life.

I enjoyed the company of my sister and brother.

The three of us are as different as each fruit from its own tree.

My mum and dad worked while we had babysitters taking care of us.

During the week my brother and I were at school and on weekends I was anxious to get away to my grandparent’s farm and to spend that time with my sister.

A life that I just had to have was so worth it.

The fun fair was one of my exciting events.

As a child an older person would hold my hand to walk across the street and swing rides were fun.

The music played on while I had the chance of a smaller ride.

Some snacks were bought to have for us kids and a lot of people walking around the area having fun too.

Playing games and winning a toy was a happy time for me.

As kids, I enjoyed making friends and telling stories to one another made the meeting interesting and playful.

Sometimes I felt like nothing could hurt me and there were times when I needed a cuddle from my mother.

Family time for me was special and we often had that.

A trip to the local dam to watch others fishing out Trout was another good experience.

I didn’t cast a line, but just wanted to get out and watch how others do it.

Small picnics held by the dam were joyful.

Playing hide and seek, catch me if you can, and running in and out of the shallow water did make weekends feel great.

Growing up in the eighties, I witnessed physical fights from the next door neighbor and that wasn’t a good feeling.

I remember many incidents that made me feel afraid, but didn’t allow that to interfere with my day-to-day events.

At times I lived with my cousins and enjoyed watching their mischievous behaviors and wanted that too.

I knew I couldn’t do what they did being older than I, they knew right from wrong and yet did whatever pleased them.

One day I had a ride on the Ferris wheel. It didn't go well and instead made me feel nauseous. Since then I have not been on a big ride.

Too high and don’t want to feel that way again.

I observed the behaviors of others and did what I felt was right for me.

I grew up in a middle class family and had everything I ever wanted and needed.

At that time family life felt more meaningful.

For as long as I can remember, I had a happy childhood.

Growing up in a safe neighborhood, added a sense of direction to life itself.

Neighbors were friendly and living in a quiet neighborhood, a no crime area, having a close-net family with good upbringing increased secureness in my life.

The area I grew up in was a little street with attached cottages and singular cottages.

We had an attached cottage.

Our next door neighbor had a daughter, then at my age and we played marbles games, and board games.

I can still remember being fussed up with her for snatching my special teddy from me. It wasn’t about our friendship, but about my bear.

Little things such as that I avoided as I got older, I realized nothing more in life is as important as having a good and honest friendship with someone trustworthy, or with family.

Childhood memories of my mother being proud of me and putting me on a pedestal is a clear memory of mine.

She always made me feel great and happy.

It is something that not many kids at my age would have experienced.

I was raised in a loving family and so often others wished they could be me.

My life felt bigger than life itself and in that way I gained confidence and always felt positive.

The whole time I spent with other parts of my family while my parents worked, I did not feel neglected being away from my parents.

I understood they had to work and I enjoyed spending that time away from my parents.

It gave me time to enjoy with other parts of the family who enjoyed babysitting me.

Music was one of the other enjoyable interests I had.

Most of the music played in the 60s, 70s, and 80s brought happy moments to me.

In our home, my dad introduced music from as early as infants and since then I have become used to listening to most kinds of music. It was an idea to entertain us kids and to avoid boredom.

To me it is the happiest time on any given day to listen to the music of the oldies.

If I had done anything wrong, I would stay away from my mother’s way.

Often I would run through the house and take snacks outside to eat.

I would stay outside for hours before I crept inside and by that time my mother’s mood would be cooled off. I knew she wouldn't scold or belt me, that many hours later.

Everything my parents did for me is to create a perfect family image which worked out well for the family.

Childhood memories for me were fun, lots of lessons learned and love in the family.

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This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.

© 2020 Devika Primić

Comments

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on November 09, 2020:

Vanita Thakkar, thank you for that. Childhood memories are precious and not every child has good memories.

Vanita Thakkar on November 08, 2020:

Enjoyed reading your childhood memories, Devika. Good old days !! Childhood memories of love and family bonding are a life long source of joy and strength.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on October 01, 2020:

Rajan thank you for supporting me. Childhood memories are my best and has made this person I am today. Take care and keep safe.

Rajan Singh Jolly from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar, INDIA. on September 30, 2020:

I feel childhood times are the best times in a person's life. Good to see you really have great memories of them. I certainly miss those carefree fun days.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 28, 2020:

Umensh thank you for stopping by

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 28, 2020:

Dora So true! I had a lot of fun and nowadays it is difficult to get kids out their rooms. That is worth having a fun childhood and with happy memories. Thank you

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on September 28, 2020:

Thanks for sharing happy memories from your childhood. Nowadays, children sit inside playing video games. Oh, the fun they miss by not not playing outside!

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on September 27, 2020:

Well narrated. Childhood memories are like that only, we cannot forget even a single instance.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Mary I enjoyed my childhood and now living adulthood as is. Happy, and so many challenges I had and have in my different part of the world. Thank you

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Lorna, thank you very much for stopping by. Farm life is adventurous and I lived on a farm after marriage. In Croatia same and enjoy it. I was born in a city of about 2 million people. Life has changed a lot for me.

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on September 27, 2020:

I enjoyed reading your experience. I used to love going to the farm as a child. My mother would send me there each time an occasion presents itself because there; I eat well. I was a picky eater, but there was nothing to pick from there except their usual fare of vegetables, chicken, and eggs. That made me feel close to the people there.

Lorna Lamon on September 27, 2020:

Wonderful memories to treasure and look back on Devika. I also grew up on a farm and still live on a farm. I think my love of nature stemmed from my early childhood spent with my siblings and cousins. Precious times. I enjoyed reading your wonderful article which brought back memories of my own.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Hi Linda I have tried to comment on your previous new hub and couldn't do that. Thank you very much for stopping by. Childhood memories will always be with me as with everybody else.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Denise Thank you kindly for stopping by. Sharing my childhood memories has been one of the most enjoyable moments writing here.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Peggy Woods Great to read another encouraging comment from you. I took on this challenge to share about my childhood memories and enjoyed writing it. Thank you

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Bill You certainly encouraged me to write about my childhood memories. I enjoyed writing about my experiences. Thank you

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 27, 2020:

Hello Chitrangada Thank you kindly for supporting me.Time has flown by and I look back on my childhood memories in a great challenge.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on September 26, 2020:

You have some lovely memories, Devika. Hot tea with cream from the milk sounds delicious. An enjoyable childhood is a great start to life.

Denise McGill from Fresno CA on September 26, 2020:

That sounds like a beautiful childhood full of good memories and experiences. I love the farm descriptions with the chickens and gathering eggs. You are very lucky.

Blessings,

Denise

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on September 26, 2020:

Thanks for sharing your childhood memories with us. You definitely have some sweet childhood memories. Those are memories you will carry with you the rest of your life.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on September 26, 2020:

Wonderful times on the farm, and wonderful memories shared here. Thank you for taking part in the challenge. I was a very pleasant journey back in time.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on September 26, 2020:

Thank you for sharing the lovely memories of your childhood. I enjoyed going through your article.

How time flies, but the sweet memories remain with us.

Thank you for sharing this interesting write.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 26, 2020:

Eric My childhood memories have been happy and adventurous in some ways. Yours too felt that way and a great write up from you of your youth. Thank you

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 26, 2020:

John I too have enjoyed reading about your childhood memories. Thank you for sharing your kind comment.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 26, 2020:

FlourishAnyway, Thank you for stopping by. I tried to comment on a few of your hubs, but not open to my comments.

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 26, 2020:

Pamela I tried to write as much as I can remember from my childhood here and living on the farm on most school holidays were fun and enjoyable. Thank you

Devika Primić (author) from Dubrovnik, Croatia on September 26, 2020:

Hi Ann, It is just that we three are different. My brother and I were raised by our parents and our sister raised on the farm. Thank you for stopping by. Have a fun weekend.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on September 25, 2020:

Thank you very much for taking me with you on your visit back in time. I could just say "me too". I had such a blessed childhood like you.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on September 25, 2020:

I enjoyed reading about your childhood, Devika. Mine was similar in that I enjoyed visiting my Grandmother and uncle’s farm, gathering eggs, milking the cow etc. it sounds like you have very happy memories. A fine response to Bill’s challenge.

FlourishAnyway from USA on September 25, 2020:

What sweet childhood memories you have! I especially liked reading about your memories of the farm.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on September 25, 2020:

You have had such a wonderful childhood. Being on the farm and having picnics are some of the things any of us would remember. I think you have written a great response to Bill's challenge.

Ann Carr from SW England on September 25, 2020:

You've painted a picture of a lovely childhood, Devika. I like your simile 'as different as each fruit from its own tree'; it's a refreshing change from 'as different as chalk and cheese'.

You have many wonderful memories and some of them triggered some of mine.

Lovely response to Bill's challenge.

Ann