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This rainy day reminding me of a childhood memory
Me and my sister and cousins loved to play in the rain.
We would filled up our buckets 1 to 6.
In the backyard in our caribbean island back then.
We had our fun and play hide in seek and hide Every were.
Our home was old fashioned as well as modern.
I will never forget the outside toilet for it was one of the ancient 
it was deep and scary and dark.if you fall in there is no way up.
I will never forget the light bulb that went through my knee
Around that time from playing , till this day I still carry the scar as well.
We would seat in yard eat as much mango and sugar cane and everything in site. For aunt had  a store it became a place to hide and eat while we play.
I will never forget the old fashioned iron for our clothes.
For every morning for school tidiness was a must for it was Catholic School.
School was strict as can be you will be on your knees for more than hours 
facing the wall and a whip to mark your soul by teacher for not memorizing every lesson by heart. And this was just after school.
Morning time lesson needed to be reviewed the teacher with a stick on hand ready to give you a knuckle blister if you did not memorized your lesson. I was one of the students, I couldn't even remember the lesson for my first communion.
Thank God that's the same time I came to America at age 9.without my communion done. (don't tell).
I miss everything I left behind our home was beautiful and blessed.i just wish the 2 Germandogs were okay and didn't die chain up in my godfather backyard for he was a simple married men I was he's fist child of being his goddaughter.
I miss my dog Benji as well, nice little puppy but he would eat everything in sight. It was also hide your shoes or it would be apart.
Childhood was fun and will never be forgotten. It will take more than a page. To start of with once upon a time.
I will never forget all the old fashioned games me and my sister use to play.
I will never forget the first time I saw my sister cried. A huge nail went through her foot from playing hide in seek in the backyard yard in the dark.
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