Childhood

Childhood

I do have many memories from my childhood, but there are some of them I can remember very well.

I remember, when I was around 4 years old, I traveled by plane for the first time. I loved it. I didn´t even care about the air conditional which was very cold, because I was only interested in looking at the blue sky.When the plane landed,my dad took me to see a place that I had never visited: the cockpit.I was so enchanted that I decided to become an airplane pilot.

When I got older, around 10 years old, I started to invite my friends and my neighbors to go to my house on the weekends.We swam and jumped on a big trampoline that I still have in my house.At the end of the day my friends backed home and just Júlia, my best friend, stayed and slept with me. Of all the things we liked to do, the best one was imagine that we were airplane pilots. We went into a cardboard box and asked my mother to shake it.This way it seemed that we were in the middle of a turbulence.

Nowadays, every time I enter a plane, I remember my chilhood and how fun it was. Until  today, I wanted to be a pilot. Nevertheless now this is not my fist life plan, only a child dream that could become true.

by Bruna