A childhood memory of an 8yr old. Oh Happy Day! The first emotion that I recall, is the feeling of relief, as I opened the door and walked down the stairs of the flats where we lived and out into the courtyard; there was a wondrous silence. The whole courtyard was empty; not a soul in sight; it was glorious!!!! Everyone had gone out for the day; a coach trip I think, to some seaside town or other. I don`t remember why I hadnt gone with them, but I was very glad that I had been left behind. I skipped my way around to the front of the flats and climbed the wall, then hoisted my small 8yr old frame up onto the pillar. There I sat; legs swinging, in time with some tune or other, going around inside my head, while the warm sun poured down on me……..absolute bliss! Much of that day was spent just sitting on that pillar, or jumping up and down swapping feet against the edge of the pavement; not even a proper game really, but it was enough to keep me amused. The sheer pleasure of being alone in the sunshine with nobody to bully or annoy me was the best feeling ever! It seems quite sad now, thinking back, that such a normal sounding day, should have been one that remains in my mind, even to this day, as so happy. But, it was simply………………. 0h, happy day!
Posted on: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 11:10:06 +0000
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