Last Sunday, my family and I had a talk about our childhood memories.
The night was quiet and dull so we decided to have a conversation and well…to make our bond stronger.
As you can see, I grew up in a countryside. I lived there for seven years. It was in Bataan. My mom and dad has a business there so they stayed there until mom gave birth to me and my siblings.
For me, it was such a nice place. The comfortable atmosphere there is definitely different than the city’s. In that place, nature became my friend.
I used to play tumbang preso, patintero, tagu-taguan, pagpapalipad ng saranggola (flying some kites), agawang base and many more but what I loved the most was the time that I used to climb trees at an age of four? I can’t remember but I assure that I’m still a little kid that time. The very first tree that I climbed was a Mango tree and it is where I realized how beautiful it is to look at the world beneath me as I sat on a sturdy branch. Even though silence wrapped me, I didn’t care because I was busy marveling at the wonderful creation that God breathed. At a young age, I was able to think that I am a truly blessed person to witness that kind of beauty.
I can still recall that technology aren’t my friends that time since I’m perfectly innocent when it comes to those stuffs even though we had computers at home. Oh and every weekend, my family and I will have some picnic under the shade of an acacia tree and my dad will build a small fort for me and my siblings that are made up of leaves of a Coconut tree. Whenever we have some practices at Church, my friends and I will catch some dragonflies without even having a net. We only use our thumbs and forefingers. Funny, because whenever I caught one, it seems like I just won a lottery. These simple things are kind of mundane when you hear it but if you experience it, you’ll be able to know the meaning of happiness.
I remember the time when my classmates and I talked about our childhood memories and when it's time for me to share, I told them the kinds of games that I play and they found it amusing since they never experienced it because their parents want them to stay inside the house. That time, I completely realized how blessed I am to experience that kind of childhood. Being a kid whose happiness will be complete just by catching a dragonfly or reaching a top of a tree. Wait, I'm laughin right now. I just recalled the times whenever my family and I will go to the city since our relatives live there and while we're in our car, my siblings and I will sleep the whole time and whenever I wake up, I will quickly look at the world outside through the window and if ever I see large billboards, I knew that we're far already. Far away from our house, embracing the city.
But sadly, when I became nine years old, something happened. (Well...family matters)
So we need to move and leave our business. So we ended up here in the city but thank God, we managed to face the struggles and today, we're still alive and my mom's still able to let us go to private schools. 
A lot of years passed already and that memories became obscure and seriously, as I'm typing this, I still can't believe I did those things when I was a kid. It seems like they're just like a dream that never happened to me or maybe because I forgot the feelings since I became familliar now in cities. 
But still, I smile every time I remember it. And I was wondering if things will ever be the same again but unfortunately, just like what John Green said, the world is not a wish-granting factory. I secretly wished that I can be a kid again and do those things over and over but right now, all I can do is to just look back and reminisce. I'm very grateful that I experienced this kind of childhood and I always thank God for those memories.