”Contest| Throwback Moment: Share a Memorable Childhood Story
Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim |
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Hello
Steemian friends how are you all? Hope you all are well, today I will share a new post with you, in today's post I will participate in a beautiful contest of @Hindwhale Community organized by @deepak94, today's contest topic is very beautiful, through this contest we can remember our childhood memories.
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We all had a very beautiful childhood, we can never forget our childhood memories, the best moments of our lives were those childhood times, when we were children we used to play a lot with our friends, we went to bathe in the river together with all our friends, thousands of childhood memories are always in our minds. Granted, now we always wish we could go back to childhood!
My childhood was very happy, I was a very soft person from childhood, that's why my name became Makhon, now everyone in my area knows me by this name, the special reason for this name is, I was beautiful and very soft in my childhood. , I used to get scared and cry because of which everyone called me Makhon.
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The happiest moments of my childhood were spent in school, because I studied in that school where my father was a teacher, everyone loved me because I was the son of a school teacher.
What I remember most about my school memories is that one day my father hit me with a stick. I suffered even more because other teachers bullied my father for punishing me.
On that school day I went to school very happily holding my father's hand, I was very young, I was not doing my school classes properly, suddenly in the children's class my father called me and asked me to count up to one hundred, I could count up to 100 but I did not dare because of fear, my father requested me several times, but I refused to count.
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When I did not listen after my father requested me several times, my father asked a student to bring a stick and punished me with that stick, although the last punishment of the stick was very little, holding that stick hurt me a little, but I cried a lot because of fear. I mentioned earlier that I was very scared as a child, I cried a lot because of fear.
My father suffered a lot after punishing me, because he loves me so much, that day after punishing me, he took me to the store again, bought me many things I liked from the store, that's why I got rid of that temporary pain, when my father I forgot about the punishment again when I was bought many things from the store.
I invite @abdulmomin @saha10 @mthaib to participate in this contest, hope you will participate in this beautiful contest.
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Holaa señor amigo🙂 qué cool que haya tenido una niñez muy agradable y feliz y qué chévere estudiar en un colegio donde sus papás fueron profesores queridos y que ese cariño lo pasaran a usted por ser el hijo de ellos literal XD, suerte en el concurso bye ❤️
Thank you so much for paying attention to my post and for your nice comments, my childhood was very nice, especially in school everyone loved me a lot, because my father was a teacher in that school.
Not really to talk about childhood, in childhood I used to play with friends, laugh, joke, study and many other things, but now I don't get that joy anymore. Reading your article reminded me of those childhood words.
Every one of us had a very happy childhood, we used to play a lot with friends in childhood, had a lot of fun, I will never get back those beautiful scenes of bathing in the river with friends in childhood, thank you so much for paying attention to my post and for your nice comments.