A little day. A little memories

Greetings to my dear friends, I hope everyone is enjoying their day. 😘 Today I will be telling that we can't young again because there's some memories of young age that that was extremely beautiful that will be hard for everyone to be forget. I will be sharing plays we do when we were young in Nigeria though each tribes has there own but as Yoruba, I will sharing a plays that we do in yoruba land, I will make it simple and massive to my lovely steemians friends... 🤗💓💓

It is a massive game back then when we're playing the game there's nothing your parents we want ask you to do at that you won't about to do it because you will forget everything while playing this game. This is how we played suwe game " first you've to draw a lines that looks like triangular prism after that you we find a broken glasses two people cannot play it at a time it meant for a person at a time, you will stays outside of the lines and you'll throw the broken glasses in your hand into the lines you drew and anywhere the glasses stays while entering the lines your legs mustn't touch the side if you leg do means you've lose 💔 and you will be out that's for suwe game....

A lot of people can plays this together because while clapping hands you will be singing along with the clapping but once you hands missed with your opponent means you're lose so you will be out of the game.. Fun it is?🤔🤔

As kids, sliding games were our greatest joy. We would run to the playground after school, push each other on the metal slide, and laugh until our stomachs hurt. No phones, no worries just dust, sunshine, and happiness. We slid with torn clothes and scraped knees but never cared. Those simple moments taught us friendship, courage, and fun. Sliding reminded us that childhood was pure magic, and I miss those carefree days so much. ❤️💓

A little day, a little memory, but a lifetime of joy. Our childhood games in Yoruba land Suwe, clapping, sliding, and Ayo Olopon, taught us unity, wisdom, and laughter. We had no phones, no money, yet we had everything. Those simple days shaped us. Though we can’t be young again, the memories remain beautiful. May we never forget where we came from, and may we pass this culture to the next generation. 🙏😘

Thanks for reading I'm pretty grateful 🙏🤗😘💓