One moment in my life
If you’re an old human, if you have an old body, maybe you can’t talk or see, maybe you can’t walk or hear. You have only your thoughts to think about. You have lived a long life, with many moments in. Moments you will forget, and moments you will remember. You have kept them and you have saved them for a better time. A time when you need them more. When you’re an old human, you’re lucky if you can pick up that moment that you love the most. Because, a good laugh makes a life longer.
I have had many moments that I like, mostly from my childhood. I’m not so old, yet! There are special ones, from my first ten years. I have learned that, the first years are the most important for a child. You learn how to talk, to say mum, dad. You learn how to laugh, to walk, to recognize. You learn how to feel happiness, and sadness. I think that it depends on you’re childhood, who you really are, like a human in the future.
One of my moments that I like is when I was younger. We are many cousins and we have always very fun together. We have the same sense of humor and I can feel comfortable with them. I can be myself. I think if I didn’t have had them, I’ll maybe have been a different person today. Because when you’re little and don’t know very much, it’s a good thing to learn how to play. There’s a thing that you love to do. Sometimes it’s you’re only hope.
One place that we loved to be in was in my grandmother’s woods, behind the long house that was standing in the garden. We changed our way to play very often, and then it only came up to that we should play in the woods. We had never been there before. We had only seen the top of the big trees from grandma’s kitchen window. My oldest cousin is very good at working with tree materials, and it was obvious for him to start to cut and nail. He nailed in a tree, because he wanted to hang up things there. His father saw it and he wasn’t very happy. We saw that the tree wasn’t very happy either. We split up our hut. Like, there is the kitchen, there are the bedrooms. We even had a flowerbed, and we lay planks around it so everyone could see that they couldn’t walk there. I felt freedom in a way. I could almost do everything I wanted, because my grandma isn’t so careful – in a good way! We could run, we could scream so high that the birds in the trees flied away, and our necks turned hoarse. We could use our imagination. We had no time to think about, - only the time when we had to go home.
One day, we found two tractor decks on the ground, a long way from our hut, when we were out on a walk. We thought maybe we could use it for something. They were a little old and it looked like none used them. I remember how it felt to lift up the first deck. It was so heavy, and our hands turned black. But we wanted them. We cooperated. Time after time when we rolled it to our hut, it fall down on the ground. We fight to pick it up. We started to roll it again and after some meters it fall. We were tired and exhausted when we were back with deck two. One of the decks we used as a table in the kitchen. We used stumbles as chairs and we nailed our first letter in our names in it, so everyone knew witch chair they had.
Everyone had work to. Some of us cleaned, some made the dinner – mostly was it things from the nature. Stones and grass, leafs and boogies. But we didn’t eat it, we just pretended.
When the night came to our hut, we lay down under the big trees, under the hanging boogies and pretended to sleep. It was all quiet.
After two whole summers, with fantastic moments, we stopped playing in the woods. You already know that we were changeable. We came up to something new that we wanted to play, instead. After a year we talked about it, if we should go there and look at it. We decided to not. Maybe we would give our self a shock. We made the woods very pleasant. But now I’m curious, - maybe I’ll go there some day!
When I think about it now, I miss it. Not only the time when our hut was standing in the middle. I miss the time when I was a child. When I had no demands. When I had no problems to go around and be worry about. When I could play.