Childhood moon stories. Hello beautiful souls, it's another beautiful Thursday, and it feels good to be here to share my childhood stories and memories with you. So last night, I came out of the room to get something from my neighborhood that I would prepare for my son to take to school today, when the shining moon got my attention.
My camera didn't do justice to the moon the picture quality is not very clear because my phone is kinda bad 😞
It was so bright and beautiful that I stopped what I was doing for a while to admire the beauty of nature, and I suddenly remembered my childhood days, when we children in the community could play using only the light reflection from the moon 🌙. Back then everyone was family, there was peace everywhere, we eat and drink from each other house without any fear of being poisoned or if anyone is being envious of us. and there were no unnecessary attacks or innocent killings. Back then there was no electric light yet ; we only used local lamps 🪔. Still feels safe.
And sometimes we could sit under these same moonlights with elders to listen to stories of our forefathers. I could still remember one of the stories, were I was told of my great grandfather, who married five wives for free, just because he was handsome and was one of the best local drummers then 🤣🤣🤣 sounds funny, I know right my great grandfather was a baddie 🤣🤣. And again, sometimes they tell us to look closely at the moon and that we will see a woman with a child pouring water and smiling. Funny, right? I know. Oh, the good old days, I missed being a child. I missed my childhood. Thank you for reading through.