Childhood Memories
A thing of beauty is joy for ever. I had been once a child. My childhood days were beautiful. It is really sweet to remember the days of my chilhood. Now, I am grown up man. All my days are not equally happy.
I was the youngest son of my parents. So, all the members of family loved me very much. They took a great care of me.
When i six years old. Then i went to a primary school with my father. My teachers were very kind of me. The classmates also loved me. They welcomed me with love and interest. That was indeed a new experience for me.
The summer days gave me great pleasure . My village was another place of great interest for me.
The golden childhood days peep into my mind. I wish I could have my happy childhood days again....