My village reminds me of the time being kids, of the time being young, and of the time being happy. It is located in Don Mueng, Bangkok and is a normal village that is quite old. In this village, there are many memories that I have experienced and that memories is deeply implanted in my mind forever.
To begin with, I mostly love the basketball court in my village. It is unique that it is very old and is in a bad condition, but I always love the feeling when playing with friends. I met these friends from the end of my alley, which is called Soi 17 in Thai. I first met them when I was just 5 years old. They are very friendly and awesome. I played some traditional foreign and Thai game with them. For example, we played hide and seek, dodge ball, and importantly basketball. However, we played basketball when we grew up like 14 years, so that we could play it easier. When playing, I play as a shooting guard, which I have to be very focus while aiming. This sport brought a ton of friend for me because we had to be teamwork so that we had to talked before playing.
Apart from basketball court, I love my old home. Because I am living in condo, the house in my village is very far and I miss that house so much. In my house, I have a fitness room and sauna room at the top floor. I also enjoy playing games in the living room. I missed the moment when I was in Grade 9. In the morning, I ate breakfast and went watching YouTube in an iPad. In the afternoon, I played online games with my friends at my school and at my village and I also read comic books. At an evening, I played basketball with my friends at the village until the night. And lastly when the night came, I played games with my brother and friends. It is not that interesting life in summer, but for me it is the happiest moment in life.
Ultimately, the family is the last thing that I always love. My grandfather passed away 2 years ago. It was that time that I moved from my house to my condo. It is really shocking that whenever I came to my village, his picture was shown up. My grandmother also lived in my village. Now she is alone and retired. However, my father hired someone to take care of her. There is one more person that is my cat, meow. She was bitten by dogs near my house. It was sad at first but I wish she was happy in heaven.
In conclusion, I have many memories to remember in good and bad ways. The court, the home, and the family are all in this wonderful village. I hope that I will visit my village more often and have time to spend with my friends like we were 14 years again.
Thursday, 24 May 2018
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When I read your story it made me remind of my old home too. I have stayed in a village in Ramkamhaeng road before moving to my current home. I stayed there for 5 years when I was in kindergarten. I remembered I have friends in neighbourhood where we playing and swimming together also I remembered well that my friend's home has small chickens and hamster. I'm kind of missed that good old days because within my new neighbourhood I didn't have much contact with neighbours. Also the surrounding environment of my current home is more isolated while my old home was a close village where everyone knew each other well.
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