After watching my first episode of
the reality TV show The Real Housewives of Atlanta, I started to reflect on my
childhood memories. Before I moved to Baltimore when I was 12, I used to live
in a quaint little town in the Philippines. There were no malls, movie theaters or restaurants in my hometown, but I never had boring day as far as I
can remember. I believe that the simpler lifestyle someone lives, the happier
they are.
My childhood days were very simple,
but they were the best days of my life. I do not have a favorite childhood
memory. My favorite memory could be when I came home from school on a Friday,
went straight to my room to change into regular clothes, and went outside to
play with my neighborhood kids. It could be that day when school was cancelled
because it was raining hard, but I managed to have fun by riding my bike around
the community with one of my childhood friends. Or one of my best memories
could be when my cousins and I walked to the park, played tag all day, and only
went home to eat dinner and sleep. My life was very primitive, and no material
thing could make me happier. The Real Housewives of Atlanta have mansions,
expensive sports cars, designer clothes, their own chef, etc., but they were
always arguing with the friends and family members. Their lives are full of
drama, competition against their friends, and stress. I was privileged to have
had the best childhood experiences, and I would never trade it for the biggest
house, the best cars, or the most expensive clothes. Living a simple life
lessens the stress, drama, arguments, and competitions, and it taught me how to
live for today.
I believe that the simpler someone
lives, the happier they are.
