The picture was taken when I was about three years old. At the time, I was still living in the village and enjoying my simple and happy life as a child. Back in the days, cameras were evey expensive, and I was delighted that my father was able to purchase one. I loved to pose for pictures. I would look straight into the camera, put on a big smile, and make all kids of poses.
The picture reminds me of all the good memory that I had with my family, relatives, and friends back in the village. As farmers, life was definitely hard, yet simple. I was too young to help out wit field works at the time, but I enjoyed bringing my mother and others water and food while they were working on the fields. I liked to follow her around, observed and tried to learn the ways she plants, waters, and takes care of the vegetables and rice. Other times, I would just run around the village, fields, and small mountains with my friends. We did not care about getting dirty or hurt, we just followed what our hearts were telling us to do and be happy about it. I loved the fresh air, the cool rivers, the lovely frog babies, the strong buffalos, the noisy chickens, the green trees and beautiful flowers. Those are the days that I always remember and miss.
I think that is one of the reasons that I love kids. Their innocent faces and silly behaviors always remind me of my own childhood. I like how kids are so easy-going with their mistakes and anger. They would not calculate the consequent benefits before meeting a new friend or doing something for others; they are simple and straight forward. This picture and the childhood memories that it brings inspire me to be a simple, honest, and forgiving person.
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