Salam Ramadhan Al-Mubarak
Everyone have a childhood memories in their life
and are special for everyone. I was born and brought up in a happy family and
Alhamdulillah about that. I want to share to all my readers about my childhood
memories in Ramadhan. Every time when Ramadhan came the first thing that will
come to my mind is Hari Raya. I feel very excited to celebrate Hari Raya. There
are a lot of memories in Ramadhan still fresh in my mind among these is walk
around the village while holding the lantern after breaking fast, lit the
candles around the gate of house with sister, helping my mom making cookies for
Hari Raya.
The first memories that I was remember, when
finish breaking fast I and my sister playing with friend. Then, we are together
with friend walk around the village while holding the lantern. During that
time, I walk while holding the lantern, suddenly candle in the lantern
accidentally erased. I was so afraid and then run to my sister because the road
was dark. After arrived at home, my mother advise to me and sister not follow
our friend walking around the village after breaking fast because road to dark
and hazard.
Second memories that I still remember is light wax around gate. I black out in
house balcony and start light wax around house fence . Apart from that, I play
fireworks with my sister. That delightful because my house like in the middle
of circle light. I and my sister do not like light up kerosene lamp because of
that complicate for a girl.
Memories of
childhood days during Ramadhan last that I want share with all of you is we
help my mother making biscuits for food Hari Raya. Each year, my mother do not
miss to make our family favorite cookies. Name of biscuit that my mother do is
Mazola groundnut cookies and also cornflakes honey. I help my mother baked a
biscuits and cleaning kitchen when we have been completed. Yet today, my mother
have died and I do not will forget the memory because it a memory that is most
beautiful with my mother. I am so dear my mother and also miss to her
In summary, everyone have memories of childhood days in their life. Past
memories make us have much experience to are surviving on that full challenge.
When remembering matter that after, I smile. Many my lesson can from incident
which occurred. Remember we must be hearing parents' instruction because they
know what best for us. I hope me always remember memories of childhood days in
Ramadhan because of that is memory that is lovely and delightful.
