My Childhood

By Erica Holguin G

When I remember my childhood, I always get homesick. I have beautiful memories.

I am the youngest daughter of a family of 4 brothers. My sister is the oldest and I am the youngest. My sister Sandra is 9 years oldest than me.

I had a good relationship with my sister and my two brothers. I was a spoiled child.

I was like a boy. I had a short hair and I wore clothes for boys: t shirts, jeans and sneakers. I never wore a dress.

I liked to share with my brothers every time and everywhere. I didn’t know limits because I thought that I was bigger than my friends of the same age because I felt protection from my brothers in the neighborhood and with my sister in the school.

I did almost everything that my brothers did, except fighting. I played soccer in the street. When my brothers climbed hills, I climbed hills, when my brothers went biking, I went biking. I swam in the same way than my brothers did. I never saw danger in the street, or in sports, neither in my adventures. However, I had several accidents without serious consequences.

When I grew, I learned to dance with my sister and after that, I practiced with my friends. But, my brothers never left me alone in the parties. We always were together.

Unfortunately, when I began my adolescent all changed.

Today, I give thanks to my sister and my two brothers. I love them.  I feel that I grew free and I enjoyed my childhood.

August 29, 2013.

Course 4th.