The most memorable moment in my childhood

Daily Prompt: Moments to Remember.

The most memorable moment  in my childhood is the time when my sister was born. I was three and a half years old. It was the end of July. I was playing circling around a pillar in my house meaninglessly. My father called me and asked if I wanted to see a baby. Not knowing what that means, I nodded.

I don’t remember any other moments. I don’t remember the moment I met the baby, how she looked, or where we met. But, strangely, I vividly remember how I was circling around the pillar,  what I wore, how my father’s voice sounded, from which angle he called me,  and how the sunlight was coming in from the windows.  It was early evening. I remember the air was dull and sweet languidly.

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16 thoughts on “The most memorable moment in my childhood

  1. Thanks for sharing. I don’t have many memories from before age 15. I believe it was due to head trauma I experienced at age 2. So hearing about others childhood memories is nice.

    • I’m happy to hear you like my entry. I hope you’ll recollect your childhood memories some day. There must be many sweet memories in your childhood too.

  2. I’m happy to hear you like my entry. I hope you’ll recollect your childhood memories some day. There must be many sweet memories in your childhood too.

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