Essays on Childhood Memories

As the last child of a mother of three, you would expect to be treated as a baby. Never in a million years would I think my own flesh and blood would ostracize me. Every flashback causes my skin to turn turkey white. Recollection of…

As a child, I found myself daydreaming constantly. I was enamored by imaginative. When I was six, I had a corrective surgery on my left eye. Postoperative orders would have been annoying for most adults and devastating for any six-year old – I was not…

I grew up in the eastern suburbs of Nairobi called Dandora. Due to my humble background, I experienced a myriad of challenges in my literary journey. However, today I attribute my strength and growth to the continuous effort and struggle that I went through in…

A sea of people, of all ages and ethnicities, were herded into the square like panicked animals. I clasped my mothers’ hand so tightly my knuckles shone white, so as not to lose her in the hustle and bustle of people. Not even the most…

For a lot of people, legos are an endearing part of childhood. In young children, they signal a lot of fun while in adults, they bring nostalgia and a whole load of memories. Legoland California has been built with these ideas in mind. It is…

I grew up in a small town called Lancaster Illinois and my single dad was all I had; therefore, my options for entertainment were limited. I spend most of my time venturing around there large woods surrounding my secluded, childhood home. I was about eight…

When I was around the age of 13 I taught a young boy how to fish. Jake was a very enthusiastic child, which was very surprising for his age surprising for his age. He loved the outdoors more than anything in the world. I would…

Great memories last a lifetime. My favourite and vivid recollections are the summers of my early childhood. During the summer holidays I would spend time at my grandparent’s house, a house full of happiness and joy. Their house was a two terrace house, the garden…