It has been a while since I remember I played with a doll, I played outside, I played with mud, I played with junks and all the other stuff that children are fond of.
Years have passed, all I have are memories of my past.
When I was a child everything was new, everything was bright and everything amazed me.
I used to try all the gadgets with buttons, lights, sounds, pictures not realizing I can mess up.
Ignorance was in me.
In my growing up years, I began to be a little cautious but curious at the same time. Anxiousness was in me.
Now, I know what is right from wrong, what is better or worse...
I am not curious but still cautious.
I have learned from previous mistakes hoping not to commit them again. Intelligence is in me.
I still find time to play, still gets amazed and tries something new.
After all, I still have a child in me.
