A little weird childhood days.

Am I too late for this challenge? I just thought of making one after I read the entry of Florie last night and I am so relatable with all her experience when she was a kid. This challenge was originally wrote by @bmjc98 and I will mention her to give credits on her.

I can say that my childhood was fun , like what I said on the comment on Florie's article I am a street kid. Street kid meaning I am a kind of kid who usually saw in the street playing rain or shine. I had a scars because of being a playful kid and thats a proof that I really enjoyed being a kid but I have a few stories to tell about my childhood that was not all about playing in the street. My beliefs and my likes as a kid? I don't know if it's weird but I will share it with you.

I love to mix anything in one container.

When I was a kid I am so curious with the result when I will mix the alcohol , lotion , deodorant , powder in one container. I am just like doing an experiment that time. After I mix those stuff I will let it stay for overnight then I will check it just to fulfill my curiosity. I also did it in the kitchen mixing different condiments and anything in the kitchen and as I grew older I carry this kind of habit resulting the my recipes are somehow looks weird.

I thought drama series were true.

When I was in Elementary , I thought drama series happened in real life and not the scripted one. Since I was a kid I have no idea that it was scripted. Sometimes I thought maybe my actions was being watched by other people in other places that makes myself behave everytime I thought of that.

I love to open drawers and pretend that I am looking for something.

I don't know if it weird but I love the sound when you are trying to find something in the drawer especially the sound of papers. I always pretend that I am looking for something and I am in a hurry so that the sound will be satisfying to my ears and it feels like I am in a drama series that time.

My father put me inside the sack.

Yes , sinako ako ni Papa haha. I will never forget that moment when my father do it. I didn't listened to him when he said I need to go home by 6 PM and because of that he punished me and put me in a sack and place the sack on our mango tree. I was loudly crying that time and my grandmother heard it and she came on our house and told my father to stop doing it. After the incident I was afraid to came home late.

I always vomit everytime I travelled.

Yes , everytime even if it just a jeep or bus that's why I always bring plastic bag everytime we will going to somewhere. I remember that I vomit when I was Grade six when we went to Palayan City for our tour and also when we went to Manila and I didn't manage to vomit on the plastic bag and I vomited on the floor of the bus and I was so ashamed that time because the smell spread all over the bus.

I always eat the cerelac of my little brother and his vitamins also.

This is funny to reminisce because I remember my mother hide the cerelac to me and also the vitamins because I always ate it. The vitamins is orange flavored that's why I love to taste it. I eat the cerelac when my mother is not around but she still noticed it and she knows that I am the one who ate it.

I am a picky eater.

I already shared this one on my previous article entitled It's not me a couple of years ago. So yeah , I am a picky eater and I always want meat and not into vegetables. The only vegetables that I eat was potato and nothing more.

I experienced to look to tin cans and plastics in the trash area.

When I was a kid we experienced " pangangakal". We look for tin cans and plastic that can be sold in the junk shop so that we can have some money. Imagine you will have some money from doing that? As a kid it was so fulfilling to have some coins in your hand out of your hardwork.

So that's a few stories about my childhood. Are you relatable? Share some into the comment section.