sanc7: Share your thoughts about MEMORIES
Everyone carries a collection of fond and bitter memories from childhood to the present day, and I am no exception. That is why I first want to thank and congratulate my friend @sadaf02 for reminding me of my own school days. I feel that everyone has a treasure trove of memories in their life—things one doesn't usually think about—but contests like this allow us to revisit the past and find joy in recalling long-forgotten memories of childhood or youth.
My memory dates back to when I was in the 9th grade; my father had been transferred from a remote district to the city where I currently live. It was my very first day at the new school. Much of our household luggage hadn't arrived or been unpacked yet, so I walked to school that day.
During the afternoon recess, I had the chance to explore the school's vast playground. In one corner of the field stood the bicycle stand. Driven by curiosity, I walked over to it and was astonished to see a very modern, geared sports bicycle parked there. [Such bicycles were rarely seen in those days.] It was the first time in my life I had ever seen a bike like that; the town we had come from was in a very remote area where modernity hadn't yet made its mark.
I gazed at the bicycle with great curiosity and admiration, wishing I owned one just like it. Such desires are common during childhood.
I then got busy with schoolwork and practically forgot about the bicycle—until a coincidence occurred that I had never even imagined. My father rented a new house, and we moved in. The very next day, I saw the landlord's son riding that same bicycle to school.
That boy was in another section of my class; I thought, "Now I’ll definitely get a chance to ride this bicycle," and perhaps I could even convince my father to buy me one just like it.
Within two or three days, I became friends with the boy and got the opportunity to ride and enjoy that rare, precious bicycle; however, once I learned its price, I didn't dare ask my father for one.
In today's fast-paced, fiercely competitive world, we often fail to recall old memories even though they remain tucked away in our hearts; furthermore, the virtual realm of the internet and social media has distanced us even from ourselves. I am grateful to the organizers of this competition for giving me the chance to relive moments from my past.
This competition simply compelled me to revisit that phase of my life and relive those moments.
I also want to invite here @sadaf02 @m-princes @jyoti-thelight @paholags @solperez and @aviral123
With lots of love and respect,
Sur-riti❤️
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Childhood memories are truly that part of life. It remains very close to the heart even after the passage of time. When you shared this memory of yours related to cycling. It felt like I too had gone back to our childhood days for a while. At that age, even small things were very special to us, and today when we think about them, those same small things become the most beautiful memories. I especially liked the part about becoming friends and then riding a bicycle. Life has changed a lot with time. Well such childhood memories always have a special joy in them. You shared a very sweet memory. I really enjoyed reading it.
#s34engagement
¡Holaaa amigo!🤗
Me atrevería a decir que nuestros mayores recuerdos son de la infancia y, no es para menos, porque en esa etapa vivimos aventuras que luego al crecer, no las vemos y sentimos igual... Lo cual me genera tristeza, ya que si en su momento nos hizo feliz, así debía mantenerse.
Sin lugar a dudas, una bicicleta es ícono en nuestra infancia, aunque te confieso que cuando comenzaste a describir la escuela donde estudiaste, inmediatamente recordé la mía y una lluvia de recuerdos en ese lugar me invadieron.
Te deseo mucho éxito en la dinámica... Un fuerte abrazo💚