WE ARE A GENERATION THAT WILL NEVER COME BACK.A GENERATION THAT WALKED TO SCHOOL AND THEN WALKED BACK.A GENERATION THAT DID THEIR HOMEWORK ALONE TO GET OUT ASAP TO PLAY IN THE STREET.A GENERATION THAT SPENT ALL THEIR… CHECK THE COMMENTS FOR THE FULL STORY.
A generation that is fading, and regrettably, it will never come back, no matter our efforts.
We are a unique generation, a chapter in time that won’t be revisited. A generation that strolled to school and journeyed back home on foot. A generation that tackled homework solo, eager to dash out and immerse ourselves in street games. A generation that cherished every moment spent with friends on the sidewalks. A generation that reveled in the thrill of hide and seek as twilight descended. A generation that crafted mud cakes with our hands, brimming with creativity. A generation that hunted for and returned empty Coke bottles for a nickel, trading the bounty for a Mountain Dew and a sweet treat. A generation that fashioned paper toys from scratch, our imaginations soaring. A generation that sought vinyl albums to spin on record players, savoring every note. A generation that found meaning in the simple act of holding hands and swaying to music. A generation that curated photo albums and clippings, preserving our childhood memories. A generation that whiled away rainy days with board games and cards, lost in the camaraderie. A generation whose TV screens faded to black at midnight, accompanied by the strains of the National Anthem. A generation blessed with present parents, steadfast and nurturing. A generation that attended church, stifling giggles in the pews, knowing repercussions awaited at home. A generation that shared clandestine laughter beneath the covers, our secret world alive after lights out. Our generation, with its innocence and love, is a fleeting moment, never to return, cherished in the tapestry of time. Growing up in our era was a treasure, a canvas painted with the hues of pure young love and innocence.
