- 5 years old: Driving my bicycle crossing over a small obstacle, waking up in the hospital.
- 6 years old: Celebrating and enjoying feast with my extended family, my cousin who is playing with fireworks injures my face. The resultant was a bloody face and a tiny permanent scar.
- 10 years old: Receiving an award for being the best team leader.
- 12 years old: First time to appear on TV.
- 13 years old: My father having his open heart surgery.
Tesada2 I never noticed the scar.
ReplyDeleteWell it is good to remember the past as long as we are not trapped by its memory
ReplyDeleteJux: Next time we meet, remind me to point it out to you. That's if you failed to find it bardo
ReplyDeleteSarah: Welcome to my humble space. That's true, it's just a fine thread that separates memories from turning into a prison.