My mother, originally from Germany, brought us overseas due to my father who was in the United States Army.
I can not tell you what his rank was or pretty much any other detail about him because I honestly do not recall anything of the sort.
Often I wish to go back, back to that point in life when everything seemed simpler.
Sometimes I think about it too much, knowing I cannot return.
I remember that at one point and time we lived in Colorado Springs, Colorado.
My sisters and I would play outside constantly more than likely because we had a tendency to drive our parents crazy with our wild and rambunctious nature.- One of my earliest childhood memories was my maternal relatives, my mother, and I embarking on the process of leaving our homeland; waiting for hours in lines that never seemed to conclude everytime we go to the American embassy, hiding from the check ups and formidable butt shots that my older cousins told me about, and experiencing the thrilling first flight during the typhoon season.I was born in the Philippines which is recently known for its greatest export: its people.[tags: Automobile, Truck, Replacements, Memory] - "Aren 't you going to come out from in there? She stumbled into a narrow entrance lit by bamboo framed oil lamps to discover its origin.It came from a tall green headdress with pretty purple patterns which housed a face whose warm smile and laughing eyes were full of such strong love that she had only previously known in her grandfather.I would go outside to play and of course my picking on this bird that was four times my size really did not help matters.He would run after me pecking my clothes looking for god knows what and of course I would curl up into a ball begging it to leave...This landed us into the great land of Truth or Consequences, New Mexico.I really remember that city more than others that we had lived in. I dreaded every day that I had to come face to face with this demonic animal.When I think back to the many childhood memories I have, there is one in particular that seems to never fade....[tags: English-language films, Psychology, Time, Emotion] - Childhood friendships usually end up following one of two paths.