I was expecting you to be telling some of yours childhood stories , but anyways now it's my turn as I have been assigned with that homework
Regarding my childhood days, I can hardly remember the things when I was knee high to a grasshopper. But now, after experiencing so many things, I mean college, competition, job, I can surely say that those were the golden days, when you didn't have to be wary about these things, simply keep on enjoying the life as it comes, do the things the way you want, roam around wherever you want, behave as silly as you can as you
may not be very well aware of what does good behavior (when I say good it really means good and matured... :)) mean, so I am pretty sure that If someone gives me the power to go back to the past, I would opt for my childhood days.
I prefer to tell you the story about my first Childish crush. Actually I was 8 yr old and I was very much attracted by one girl who was my classmate then. And daily around 5 or 6 o clock in evening I use to take my bicycle, and would ride in front of her house in an expectation to see her and sometimes I was lucky to have her glimpse in balcony of her house.
What's more, she use to saw me from there, those were really a happy moments for me. One day she and her small sister tried to tease me, and being a childish I got irritated, somewhat happy as well, and then suddenly I park my bicycle and entered into her house and went directly to balcony. Then we started teasing each other and had some fun and I started to come down the stairs after a while, and then I realized that her grandfather was there in hall reading a newspaper. It became a troublesome situation to me, I thought that her parents would scold me and beat me up, so I asked her for help. It was all childish drama, even today when I remember that incident I never stops myself from laughing. Ok, then she started insisting her grandfather to go to sleep saying that he must have been very tired and should go to sleep. Her grandfather was surprised to hear that but to my surprised they really went inside the bedroom to go to sleep. And somehow, better to say successfully I escaped from that troublesome situation. Then also I never stopped riding in front of her house but never ever dare to enter into her house.
As it happens, that was my 'first Crush' experience, Hope you have enjoyed reading this one.