1st Memory

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My name is (Kim ri yong) and this is the story of my life before my dream came to life, it all started when I was born... I was born in January and year of 2001.

My parents was not rich and they live a normal life like anybody else, when I was born in this month and year the outside was sunny bright and the sun was happy as I can imagine through the pictures that my grandma has take a photo shoot of my parents.

My mom was in the bed of the hospital holding me between her arms and she was smiling brightly like nothing happen, my father was handsome but his just hygienic and simple thats why he shines so brightly like the star above the moon.

It was a happy memories that I can picture to this first and last memory, even sometimes life is painful with many trials in life, I still believe that some day in the right time... The future of hope will shine brightly and will open a window to a peaceful opportunity.

After days and weeks in the hospital when I was ready to be bring home in my parents house, my grandpa gave my parents a hand he drive the car and he was good at it.

I never thought life wil be like this even I was still a baby back then, I can understand and feel the emotion that this family can give a positive feedback and I'm not alone but I'm just the only one daughter that they have as I grow-up and became a teenager.
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Going back after the weeks and days in the hospital I finally go on board and my grandpa drive the car he was gentle and kind like my father, after my grandpa drive for an hours we finally got home and I smell... The scents that this house will be a good and it will became a part of my memory when I grow-up.

I yawn and yawn until I finally sleep, my grandma was kind to take care of my mother while she is recovering after her labor many days ago.
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After an hours of sleeping as a baby I finally woke-up and its night time, I feel the tip of a milk bottle is rubby and chewy but hard at the sametime, as I drink those fluids to keep my digestion be filled with satisfaction my eyes open wide because I was actually inside the crib and I saw my mother sleeping in their bed and my grandma was knitting her favorite wool and it was a beautiful picture.

After I drink the half bottle of milk I finally burp and I yawn again, I did not make a sound because I was too sleepy to get attention through being noisy but seeing these picture in my mind was too vivid and real.
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After the hot summer whether has pass the cloeds turns into a white blanket and It was freezing cold but I'm inside the house so no worries to tell another story, for a baby I'm just chilling here in the baby crib all day but sometimes they hug me and they showed me my fathers achievedment, my grandpa achievement even my oldest grandpa who died many years ago back in the year of 1918.

I was entertain and I felt even realizing I don't have toys back then they let me touch there skin above the face there features when they smile and I even taste the soups that they are eating but its just a simple vegies or chicken broth soup, thinking about it makes me feel realistic in a way that I'm not lacking anything at the moment because I feel inside me that my emotion and smile as a baby is bragging that my family is still complete even I have not reach my age as a 21 year old writing this at the moment.

Maybe I love to much writing in my personal diary thats why even I don't have friends that are in the same class, I still feel satisfied because I am content from what I have at the moment and I feel that makes sence and feeling I have a complish something even its just a misspelled words.

"I am good at it." Said Yong

Feeling this emotion as I picture this scenery in the past it was pretty awesome and even I feel I don't have friends in my class at the moment, I remember something... Oh it was this picture when I was in my kinder DayCare center, my parents loves to meet there high school friends back in the days of their youth until I was born and my parents and there parents loves to meet in the lunch break and me as a kid and those ten boys who are the same age as mine is much more prettier but the insecurity vanish when we all of as became bestfriends because our parents "loves" it and we don't object to it because we cant say no.
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