Childhood Memories – April’s Fool Day


Taking YOU to my childhood, the time when children are energized, capable and loaded with creativity.
On the same day, 1st of April, I accompanied with my sister and friends, wandered in our neighbors and paste the poster, shown in the picture below.
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Yes, we were hilarious kids! The time was fun. What we do was we waited for April fool day, make weird plans, spot the targeted family and decide the timings. On the day, we gathered in groups with our childish yet idiotic ideas that were overflowed in our little minds. We did not care about the hot sun that tanned our skin; we were highly focused on the execution of our plan. Our house was in a compressed narrow street which had all houses nearby with no distance between them. In the mid-afternoon, my friend took two posters with words “Sorry! For this April Fool, We are your nearest neighbors” written with a red marker and two empty boxes filled with garbage but wrapped in a cute gift paper. We kept the box on the front door and attached the poster with the box, rang bell and ran as fast as we could. We hide in our houses and secretly watched the scene behind the doors to see who opened the neighbor’s door and how he/she reacted. Then we celebrated a loud screaming noise of laughter in my house. AHH the time was ludicrous and it is inestimable. That time has no comparison.

Remember the good fun days which you enjoyed with your beloved one’s more often as time never come back but we can cherish the sweet, fantastic memories anytime.

And now, I don’t celebrate April’s Fool Day at all.

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