My Childhood Memories Composition For Class 9-10

My Childhood Memories Composition For Class 9-10

Man is fond of turning back from the present to the past again and again. The present may be good but the past is golden. Nothing is more pleasant to him than the memories of his childhood. The memories of my childhood haunt me like a passion. Whenever I am sick of
the present, I try to get relief in the past days of my childhood.
A man can not remember everything that happened in his childhood. But certain events are stored in the sub-conscious mind. They some time peep through minds eye. Very simple and trifling things are the centre of attraction for a child. When a man grows up, he may laugh at those things.

My playground was the bank of the mighty Teesta. In all the seasons this river had great attraction for me. Whenever I was not at home, I could be found on its bank.
I was very fond of stealing mangoes, lychees, black berries and other fruits in the company of friends in summer. Sometimes we would forget to eat our midday meals.
The village maktab was another interesting place. An old Maulovi Shaheb used to teach us there. It was housed in a small hut attached to the village mosque. A large number of boys and girls used to attend. We would learn lesson with deafening noise.
The next worth mentioning experience was my first day at school. When I entered the compound with my father, the children were enjoying themselves here and there. My mind was troubled with fear that I might not be quite free and easy in their midst. My heart began to beat fast when I was taken to the Headmaster but his smiling face and gentle words put me at ease. I was admitted into class I. The warmth with which my classmates received me
dispelled all my fears. Another interesting memory is the village hat. The hat used to sit twice a week near a river. I usually went there with some other children.
There was a bush near our house. Hundreds of birds made their nests in that bush. Sometimes I went there with other boys. Some adventurous boys caught small birds from the holes of the trees.
During holidays when my mother went to sleep at noon, we went to the railway line. There I together with other children gathered pebbles. We watched how the trains passed with innumerable unknown facts.
Childhood is free from worries and has infinite capacity for enjoyment.

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