My Childhood

My mother always dreamed about having children. However, what she didn’t know was that her wish wouldn’t be easy to fulfill. When I was born, in 1994, she had already been through three pregnancies. Therefore my birth was an achievement not only for her, but for my father too, that also wanted to have kids. In spite of all the difficulty my mother had had to have children, they wanted to try once more in order to give me a sibling. Fortunately, this last pregnancy was much easier and, three years later, she gave birth to another girl.

I can still remember the moment my mother left home to give birth to my sister. In the beginning, I cried a lot, thinking she wouldn’t come back. However, as my aunt, that was going to take care of me while my mom was out, explained to me what was my mother going to do, I started smiling. In spite of what people usually think, I wasn’t jealous of my future sister, but happy, because she would be a good company to play with me.

When my sister was born, I was already going to school. In the beginning, it was really hard to leave home to stay with unknown people of my age. However, once I noticed something very interesting on the way to school: a high robot all made of car parts, which used to be in the entrance of a garage. It was love at first glance. Suddenly, I wanted to go to school every day just to see that beauty. I didn’t care if the robot was a little rusty and dirty, it became an idol for me.

Since I was very shy, I didn’t make many friendships in school. Fortunately, my neighborhood was full of kids of the same age as me, the only problem was that they were all boys. I really liked to play and to talk with them, however, as a girl, I also wanted to play girl games. When my sister was born, everything became easier and I finally found a way to figure it out. During the evening I enjoyed the sun light playing with the boys in the street and, at night, that I couldn’t be outside home anymore, my sister and I played with our Barbies.

There isn’t a better moment in life then childhood. That’s the time, when you can do whatever you want even what could be considered politically incorrect. Fortunately, my father recorded many tapes of when I was a kid. Watching them, I realize how much I miss that time and how much my life has changed since then. The fact is that time never comes back and, as Dan Brown said in his book Deception Point, “one day we all would have to get rid of our past and go ahead”.