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Everyone lives his or her childhood with friends experiences. Our life stories start when we are born. By the time we get older, our memories are more nostalgic. Furthermore, our memories are full of happy and sad stories for all of us. Sometimes small details that we see in our daily lives bring us our past. In addition we repeat our past in our imagination, like movies. Our face become luminous images of happiness, or become dark, imagining sadness or fear. |
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I was watching TV and saw a boy of four or five years old who was looking at a snake with his father in the forest. At that moment, I returned to my childhood time. I remembered this day as clearly as today. |
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My father was working on a land survey for the government. He was going to work in different village with his co-workers. This village was one we hade come to for the summer. I was four years old and my brother was two years old. During the summertime, we were using the school and its residence because of school vacation. Some villagers were working with my dad and his co-workers. |
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Nature was wonderful, with many different shades of green. The village was at the edge of a mountain which got a lot of rain each year, called Black Sea Mountain.
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Anyway, our summer life started here. Water was not running from a tap in the house. There was a fountain in the village, and all women and young girls were carrying the water in buckets. The village women’s meeting place was the area around a fountain; it was where they lived their social life. They were hospitable. They didn’t let mom bring our water, which was a help to a mom with two children. There was no electricity or other machines that work with it, except radio. People were living a natural, primitive farm life. Mom was washing dishes in the sink on the floor, and she was washing our clothes in a washtub on the floor. It was not easy. |
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One day, Mom was washing clothes after Dad went to work. I wanted to wash with her. Even though she was not happy with my proposal, she allowed me to wash with her. It was enjoyable for me to play with the water. After a while, my clothes were getting wet. Mom told me that l should stop washing and play with my dolls. I was persistent and wanted to continue washing the clothes. Mom became angry at me for not listening to her. At the end, Mom stood up and took me nervously to the kitchen. She sat me on a chair and closed the door. I was very upset and crying loudly. I stood up on a chair, and sat on the floor. I cried for a while, and then I was feeling sleepy. By the time I stopped crying, she was concerned about me. She opened the door. I was not looking at her. |
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Suddenly, she was in shock and her voice was very sad. She was talking slowly and wanting me to go next to her. I was stubborn. She showed me a hole near the sink in the kitchen. I looked and saw a big snake. It was coming near me, I had no reaction, in spite of the fact that l saw it. Mom came quickly and took me, and then shut the door. My brother was sleeping in the bedroom in his bed. She went with me to his bedroom; furthermore, she took him in a hurry. |
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We went outside. I think it was in the afternoon. My dad and his co-workers came from the fields and working in the school. Mom was crying very loudly,”There is a big snake in my house” All of them came outside from the school next to us. Dad was very excited and embraced us. One of the villagers went into our house, but couldn’t find the snake. However, he didn’t stop to look for it. Later, he found the snake at the school. He came outside, holding it by its tail and waving it. I looked at it in fear. The snake was killed and a hole dug to put it in. Then they put soil on it. |
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It was such a terrible day for my family. Mom couldn’t stay any more in that house and returned to the city before my dad finished his job at the village. I feel sad whenever l remember this. |
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