A Memoire

My Memoire

The life is full of experiences and surprises and a lot other things. The childhood is usually full of excitement and adventures that one even wish to experience without even caring for the repercussions. I still remember my childhood games and value the time that I spent with my school fellows. The game times were like a time out into heaven for us. Now when I meet my class fellows, they also miss those times and little fights on petty things that looked extremely crucial to us. The play time was more important than food. I remember once my aunt wanted to stop me so that I could eat freshly baked brownies, but I cried like hell. I wanted to join my friends and play with them games of our time like amoeba, Mannequins, Grab Soccer and Sit down volleyball. I was good at most of the games and like to be challenged. My friend circle had sporty people; however, my best friend at school hated games. He just liked to sit aside and watch our games.

Oh Amoeba, the lovely game that we used to play was the immense point of interest. We played mostly in our game period with other classes. It was about the formation of chain that kept on adding to the existing one till all the members are through. One day, I was the one who had to pick the players in the ground. I was good at it, yet I also slipped a lot. I was running after the group of friends in which there was Ashley, John, Jina, Tom and Crane, and there were other friends as well whom I do not remember now. I enjoyed chasing my friends since I was the fast runner and competed with the speed of my friends. I was chasing Tom when suddenly my foot tripped, and I feel direct on my face to the ground. It gave me a quick current across my body, and I could hardly keep my consciousness intact. I tried to get up but could due to extreme pain. I thought I lost my feet and backbone. My friends came around me and all seemed scared seeing me screaming in pain. My teachers in the ground came to us and lifted me. They took me to the school clinic where the doctor confirmed that I must have dislocated my bones. The teachers rushed me to the nearby hospital and admitted me to the emergency ward. I still remember how horrible the time was when the doctors were checking on my bones, and my screams were mounting the hospital with deep horror. Although those screams were not new, I thought I could pull the whole hospital down with my appalling screams. All I could remember was that when I woke up, I could find my family around my bed.

Mannequins was another game I used to play with my friends at school and in my locality. The enthusiasm was fantastic while playing this ...