I don't remember anything from my early childhood, save a few momentary flashbacks. I have no recollection of my time in kindergarten or primary school, and even my time in the OS is pretty vague by now. I guess a child's brain blocks out times that were hard or sad. But most of my early days were pretty fun it seems, at least from what Mom and my father tell me.
I found two video tapes with films of me and my brother when we were babies. Unbelievable how we looked like back then! I was a huge baby with cheeks like a hamster (not exaggerating here), and Al was so damn sweet with his locks and big eyes...
Just watching everybody on the tape is so sad. My grandmother is still alive, my father looks younger and happy with Mum, everyone seems so careless. I couldn't help but cry. But it wasn't crying out of sadness, I just felt so... near to all those people close to me that the feeling was overwhelming.
When or if I have kids of my own, I'll definitively make lots of films and pictures to keep for them when they're older. It's worth it.
/P.
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