Not many things remind me of my childhood, but one that does, is the smeel of lilies. Because my mom had the garden full of those flowers. That always remind me of the time I used to play with my brother and how we chased each other around the garden.
The best memory I have was one Christmast when i was 6 years old, and my uncle gave me a bicycle. At that time I didn´t know how to use it, but it was still amazing.
So, the next day my journey of learning how to ride a bike began. At first I thought it was very easy, until I removed the training weels, then every 2 meters, I was falling down. It took me about 2 weeks to learn to ride a bike, it was all thanks to my dad, who held my back and prevented me from falling down in the middle of the passage where I was practicing.
Despite the ups and downs that my family went through, my childhood was pretty good and fun. I always go to sleep thinking that I would like to go back to that age without worries and just enjoying myself.
I think those flowers unlocked a memory in me and what an incredible thought about not giving up until I get it :)
ResponderEliminarOh your story with the bicycle brings me back to the time when I was learning to ride it and I crash with a parked car! 🤣🤣
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