Being tied to a coconut tree, climbing rambutan trees, helping mother in the kitchen, and laughing heartily with my family were just some of the wonderful things I remember about growing up. My growing up years were often spent playing and exploring. I remember being tied up round a coconut tree by my third brother every time he claimed that I had behaved badly. He would stand on guard with a big stick in his land and every time I moved, he would shout, “A COCONUT IS FALLING ON YOUR HEAD”. I believe him, so I stood still, frightened. He would laugh loudly. Once he left me tied like that for more than one hour and nobody was realized that I was missing. Hahaha. My siblings were my playmates and our elders are the teachers. Together, we played soldiers, police and thief, and hide and seek around our house.
Whilst we were playing and enjoying each other’s company, I used to wish that these moments would never end. Then I grew up, and though I may not climb trees as fast as I could, or chase the cockerel round the house anymore, I would always remember the beautiful memories of my childhood days. but most of all, it is the enduring bond of my siblings that will remain in my heart forever :D
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