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The beauty of living in the village is a most beautiful of which any one may experience. It's an easy life, a work life, a culture life, a friendship life, a life of memorable moments. Every time I think of the days that I spent in my village, I still smile. The village isn't necessarily equipped with any of the amenities that the city enjoys, but it has something of greater value. Peace, love, and memories that never fade away from the heart.
I remember one of my favourite things about living in the village was early morning wake up calls. Every day was special, with birds singing and roosters crowing, and the cool morning breeze. Village was quiet and peaceful as there was no traffic nor machines whereas in the city there is noise. I would sit out and see the sun slowly rise over the farms and trees, sometimes. It was a very joyous moment, but very simple.
Village life also imparted to me the lesson of hard work. I can recall assisting my family with various tasks like farming, fetching water, cleaning the compound, collecting firewood and caring for animals. Some of these chores were tough, but they helped me to learn about responsibility and patience. I learned that success is not a result of laziness, but of determination and effort.
Playing with friends was another memorable aspect of village life. It was not necessary to use expensive toys, smartphones or video games to have fun. We had our own games and looked at our environment. We walked around the fields, climbed trees and played football and sometimes we went for a swim in the streams. These days were filled with giggles and fun. We were happy so much, I can see that happiness in my mind for so many years.
Special too were the evenings. Following our daily routines, members of the family and neighbours would sit together. We were sitting outside, we were talking, laughing, listening to the stories from our elders. The stories would be about our ancestors or lessons of good character, respect, honesty, courage and kindness. Since I had these storytelling sessions, I became familiar with my culture and took the time to learn from the wisdom of the elders.
Another aspect of my childhood was the celebration in the village. People gathered to celebrate in naming ceremonies, festivals and weddings. Lots of singing, dancing, traditional food and laughter. All were included, no matter their age or status. I learned the value of unity and community from these celebrations.
The kindness of the villagers was something I remember most about living in the village. A sense of neighbourliness and mutual help existed and there was always someone there to assist. If someone had an issue they would have people coming together for the person. The lesson I learned is that money or possessions are not the only measure of wealth; it is equally important to have people who genuinely care about you.
I'm older today and I see how valuable those were. Village life taught me things I could never have learned in school. It gave me a sense of humility, discipline, unity, appreciation, respect and family.
In fact, living in the village was more than just a place to live. It was a school of life from which I learned some great lessons and made some wonderful memories. While it's now the past and life has evolved, those memories will always be priceless. I had a lot of wonderful memories of life in the village.