""Steemit Engagement Challenge S3-W1: My dreams in childhood by @meethussnain.""

It is difficult today to differentiate my childhood from a dream, a dream that is all the more unreal as this world to which I belonged is fading away in favor of increased globalization.

The story begins that I was 7 years old and it was the routine of our family to get up early in the morning for Fajar prayer. I was going to the village mosque with other children. We had to get up early to go there and come back early enough in the morning to be able to help my mother with her housework. I often had to go and collect Alfalfa leaves to feed the cows we had. They love it and make good milk. . Then came school time. The school was far from home, Two kilometers from my village. I was 7 years old and we had to go there on foot, in the company of other children in the neighborhood.

I was the youngest and I remember that it was not necessary to drag to go to school in the morning, because the risk of arriving late. In winter, it was extremely painful, because our hands were frozen. The winters are cold and it often snows. But you shouldn't hang out at night either, because there it was worse. We found ourselves all alone having to walk the opposite way in complete darkness, since there was no electricity, and the only light we had was the moon when it was beautiful.

Our village was surrounded with green fields and lush trees. Many fruit trees were laden with different seasonal fruits . This was my universe, a simple, natural universe.

It was my dream to become a good teacher because I was impressed by Sir Mubarak Sb in class Nursery . He was very kind man and very sympatric to me. He was a nice teacher. So I got my early education at village school GMS 18/WB and passed matriculation exam from BISE Multan. After completing bachelor degree from BZU Multan, done my M.A English and started work in a private school. After that I got Job in National commission For Human development and still working in it .

I was always obliged to my parents especially My father who always supported me in all fields for achieving my goals.
At concluded that I got my dream as a good teacher . Now I am working in organization that is working on Primary education, So I am working as Mentor in this Esteemed organization.

When these childhood memories flood into my memory, when these images are projected into my consciousness, I then understand that this is the crux of my existence. I am the fruit of these memories, of these moments lived at the crossroads between several cultures, I receive and at the same time quench my thirst for knowledge.
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