The Memories of my Childhood

In my life there is a place that can bring me back the most of my early and fresh memories. This place is the park set in front of my house, with his high trees and colored games. In there I spent many hours playing with my brother, Cristobal, and my neighbors and friends, each them of which were different ages, but all together could play any game, enjoy every adventure that we did.

When I was 5 years old I got my first bike. This was my favorite gift I had received until then. Out of school, any time I could, I rode my bike across the park and streets behind it. Someday, when I was 8 years old, I wanted to go so far that I could, and then I went until “The Sun highway”, from 20 squares from my house. In those years I thought “wow, I had never been so far from my house alone, seeing the cars under my feet”.

Now, I remember those days charged of fun, defiances and happiness, riding my bike across Santiago.