It's been a long time since, I have posted in LOH community. It's feels great to be back here. Today, I would love to share about my childhood dreams and the fairytale's I believed in as a child. Some

Childhood was one phase of life most adults would never trade for anything. The memories, the fear of not been scolded, the joy of little moments we counted as big and the last but not the least is the

Es gibt Sätze, die einen plötzlich finden. Dieser hier kam mir ohne jede Planung in den Sinn: „Du weißt gar nicht, was du verpasst hast, Vater.“ Mein Vater starb, als ich noch ein kleines Kind war. Wirkliche

My participation in the weekly contest / Mi participación en el concurso semanal

I'll be attempting both questions because I think they are very much connected with the response I'll be giving. After I read the questions, my mind just thought back to my childhood days, the times I'm

Hello everyone today, how have you been? I am all okay now, it was hectic day. Other than that I want to share a story of my childhood, when I strongly believed that ghosts lived in old tamarind trees.

Philosopher Stefan Molyneux talks with a caller turned on by straight men about childhood neglect, online grooming and how unresolved rejection keeps pulling people toward unavailable partners. He also

Ще, напевне, ніколи я так рано не бачила таку кількість дітлахів на майданчиках зранку. Я і сама не охоче прокидаюсь, здавалось би, в цю спеку хочеться довше постапи, щоб прокинутись - і зрадіти - вже

There is nothing quite like the magic of childhood, where every open space transforms into a grand playground and a simple afternoon becomes an unforgettable adventure. Captured in a sun-dappled, misty

There is a pure, unfiltered magic in the way children move through the world—bounding forward with fearless energy and boundless curiosity. Against a glowing twilight sky, these two young explorers capture

Greetings, everyone! One of the basic things that made me believe that as a child, and I later found out that was not true, was that eating seeds would make a plant grow inside my stomach. My parents would

‎ ‎Hello Hives, ‎ ‎When I was growing up in a Yoruba home, there were so many things I believed without questioning them. Whatever my parents, grandparents, or older siblings said automatically became

There is nothing quite like the pure, unadulterated wonder of childhood. In a world full of noise, sometimes the simplest moments like a bright green coat matching the lush grass, a pink bow in dark hair,

la pregunta viene dada por la normativa de muchos parques y establecimientos, que impiden que un niño muy alto o quizás con edad de adolescente, tenga acceso a ello.

One of my childhood experiences that I loved was listening to fairy tales by my paternal grandmother, I miss her so much, may her soul continue to rest in peace. Every evening after dinner I and my siblings

Childhood was fun and life was simple. All I had to do was believe every story my elders told me because ignorance they say is bliss. Here are some things I swallowed hook, line and sinker as a child living