Childhood experience

Good day steemit platform and community today I will be sharing with you all about a little girl i met in a shop while going to buy something. And how it reminded me of my childhood experience

Part 1: The Little Girl and the ₦1000
Last evening, I went to a nearby shop to buy some groceries. When I got there, I met a little girl, about four years old, crying.

She told me she had lost the one thousand naira her uncle gave her. From what I heard, I wasn’t there when it happened, she held onto that money as if it was the most precious thing in her life. Her mother tried to comfort her and promised to give her another ₦1000, but the girl refused to be consoled. She just kept crying and crying

Part 2: It Reminded Me of Myself
While this was happening, my mind drifted back to my own childhood.

I remembered a time my siblings traveled with my aunt, leaving me home alone. I cried nonstop until they were forced to come back because I had fallen sick from all the crying.

Part 3: The Barbie Doll Funeral

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I also remembered when that same aunt bought me a Barbie doll. I loved that doll so much that she became my only friend at home. Every day after school, even when I was supposed to do my homework, the only one I wanted to play with was my doll.

My siblings weren’t happy about it, especially my youngest sister, because I acted as if she didn’t exist. They didn’t like that the doll was all that mattered to me, but there was nothing they could do.

One day, after playing outside, I forgot to bring the doll in. That night, it rained heavily and the flood swept my Barbie away. I cried as if I was mourning a person. I even suggested that we organize a burial ceremony for my dear Barbie, but I had no idea how to plan a funeral.

When I remembered this today, I laughed at myself. Was that really me? Wow, so this is how people grow.

Part 4: Why I Stayed at the Shop
You may be wondering why I stayed so long at the grocery store. I wanted to buy fufu, a local dish, but it wasn’t ready at the time, so I had to wait.

Part 5: The Lesson on Patience
After what felt like an eternity of listening to the little girl cry, I became frustrated. I’ll admit it, I felt like giving her two sharp slaps to “reset her senses.” But I didn’t.

Instead, I realized something important: the level of patience our parents have for us is incredible. They tolerate us even when our reasons make no sense at all.

Part 6: Your Turn
I believe we all had childhood experiences like this.

What was yours? That one toy, snack, or moment that felt like your whole world? Share your story in the comment section, and add a picture if you have one.

Thank you for reading stay tuned for more

Special mentioning
@bessie2023
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