As a kid, I grew up mostly around boys. I didn’t really have many female friends my age around me then. Most of the children close by were the kids of our tenants, and somehow they were all boys. The only girl around was older than me and already too mature to play with us, so I just naturally ended up with the boys most of the time.
At some point, I just blended in with them. I played like them, talked like them, and followed them everywhere. We would go to the field to play football, even though I wasn’t always serious about the game. We also went to the nearby stream to swim, splash water on each other, and just laugh over nothing. Thinking about it now, it all feels so simple, but back then it was everything.
Honestly, they made my childhood really fun. I didn’t feel left out or different. I was just “one of the boys” in a way. They included me in everything, and I didn’t have to overthink anything. Life was just easy like that.
Sometimes when I remember those days, I smile to myself. We didn’t know it then, but those were some of the best moments of my life. The kind of childhood where you just wake up, run outside, and the whole day is just play and laughter.
It’s been over twenty years now. A lot has changed. Everyone has moved on with their lives. The boys are grown now, and we all went our separate ways. Some I don’t even know where they are anymore. But the memories are still there, very clear in my mind.
I miss them sometimes. Not in a deep sad way, but in that soft nostalgic way that makes you pause for a moment. They were a big part of my childhood, and even though we don’t talk anymore, I will always remember them.
Those days are gone, but I’m grateful I had them.
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