Paragraph on Childhood Memories

Your childhood memories

Childhood is the foundation of human life. When we become adults, memories of childhood become hazy. But from time to time they peep through the windows of the mind. One can hardly forget one's childhood memories whether pleasant or painful. I can still remember my childhood very much. I was born in a village in the district of Habiganj where I passed my childhood. Many things happened in my childhood days but I cannot remember all of them. I can remember the happy days with my parents. I often plate with my friend, Johnny.

He was my best friend and companion. Among others, Rani, Sumon, Shohel, Rubel, and Masud was also my childhood playmates. They played and behaved with me very nicely. My education began with a picture book. I could not forget the very fast day at school which was a very pleasant experience for me. My heart began to beat faster when I was taken to the Headmaster. But this is smiling face and gentle words endeared him to me. When I remember my childhood, I feel a pulsation of joy in my mind. I will never forget the golden days of my life. I would like to say

The stars will blow out
The sun will gloomy
But the days will
Place in my memory.

Childhood Memories Paragraph

Sweet are the memories of childhood days. They cheer our hearts and make us forget sorrow. So I often look back to my childhood days and try to gather joy from their happy recollection. I was born a Hasan Nagar, a small beautiful village of Kushtia. My family consisted of my parents, myself, my sister, a cousin, and my grandmother. My grandmother was very dear to me because she told me nice nursery rhymes and fairy tales. I wandered through the village and played about with my friends. My recollection is of a small park near our primary school where the children of the locality were taken out every afternoon. I became intimate with some I met there and that intimacy continues still. It was there that I first saw a bear and a monkey. I could not forget the very first day at school. When I entered the compound with my father, the school had not begun yet; so 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 the gentle world put me at my ease. I was admitted to class two. Really the childhood memories are very charming.