My childhood was very wonderful.Unlike todday,I used to play with my my fellows under the blue sky.
One of my unforgetable moment was that one day mates and I cooked by oourselves on the field.It was a sunny day in winter.We took oil and salt with little bags to the hill,beyond whichthere were sorts of greens.Then ,we hunted for materils.Sme managed to get turnips ,without the notics of owners,and dry branches to make fire.We used bricks as cooking stove,tiles as pan.we did all those happily.
Maybe we alraedy had the petantials to be a good cook,as the dishes were extremely dilicious in my memory. Perhapes that's the reason why some guys robed the dishes away wanting to enjoy them alone.
I always be smiling when those views came to life.
You have the same memories with me,right? How interesting they are!!!