OUR STORY
Hi, thank you for coming to hear about my childhood!
Hi, thank you for coming to hear about my childhood!
In the 1990s, our family was dirt poor, just like most others in my village. To make ends meet, my parents had to work around the clock and left me with my grandparents.They were elderly and could only look on as we played.
My toys were nothing more than pebbles I found on the road and paper dolls I made myself. I used to dream of a room filled with toys and spending quality time playing with my parents. But life was tough, and those were just wishes.
In the 1990s, our family was dirt poor, just like most others in my village. To make ends meet, my parents had to work around the clock and left me with my grandparents.They were elderly and could only look on as we played.
My toys were nothing more than pebbles I found on the road and paper dolls I made myself. I used to dream of a room filled with toys and spending quality time playing with my parents. But life was tough, and those were just wishes.
As a mother now, I can't bear the thought of my child going through what I did. I make it a point to spend quality time playing with my child to give them a happy childhood. Seeing their joy brings me an immense sense of fulfillment.
It's during these moments that I realize playing with my child not only brings them happiness but also heals the wounds of my past.
As a mother now, I can't bear the thought of my child going through what I did. I make it a point to spend quality time playing with my child to give them a happy childhood. Seeing their joy brings me an immense sense of fulfillment.
It's during these moments that I realize playing with my child not only brings them happiness but also heals the wounds of my past.
