Showing posts with label my childhood days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my childhood days. Show all posts

Oct 3, 2015

Paragraph About My Childhood Memories

One can hardly forget one’s childhood memories whether pleasant or painful. I can still remember my childhood very much. I was born in a village in the district of Shariatpur where I passed my childhood. Many things happened in my childhood days; but I cannot remember all of them. I can remember the happy days with my parents. I often played with my mother. She was my best friend and companion. My education began with a picture book. I could not forget the very first day at school. My heart began to beat faster when I was taken to the Headmaster. But his smiling face and gentle words endeared him to me. The teachers were all very affectionate. My classmates were very friendly. I was a smart boy. I was extrovert in nature. Every evening I played with them in the field. I have many sweet memories of these evenings. I still remember the evening of stealing mangoes from the trees of our own with my friends. However, I have my bitter experience as well. One day while playing in the field, I fell down and got hurt in my leg. It caused me a lot of trouble, I could not attend my school because of terrible pain for a week. When I remember my childhood, I feel a pulsation of both joy and sorrow in my mind.