My Childhood Memory
November 26, 2009
When it comes to my childhood memory, it reminds me of a period of tough life.
When I was little, my parents were so busy at their work that they always set out early and returned late about 7or 8o’clock, so in my memory I always saw two pitch-dark faces every night.
They sent me to from a place to another every morning. I remembered that I had been sent to so many different places that I can’t count because of their business. They were very busy even on holidays specially my father, and they always asked my baby sitter take me to park or somewhere like that. So, my childhood memory is full of my baby sitter instead of my parents. It sounds deplorable, doesn’t it?
The most impressive thing in my life happened in my childhood as well.
Someday my parents were free and they wanted to take me out (Maybe due to guilty I thought), so they asked me where I wanted to go to, and I said “abroad” as my answer. I was thinking they will convince me to go other places soon, surpassing my anticipation they didn’t refuse me. After their few-days discussion, they brought me to tourist agency and buy tickets and we went abroad just like that. And I had a great time in Singapore. How amazing it is!!!
You can say my childhood is boring or ordinary, but it is the most special for me.
