A Childhood Memory Talking about my earliest days as a child is very hard for me. As I have stated in my previous blog entries (I was born in Belarus Russia, where I lived in a terribly impoverished orphanage. And I am a 2nd generation Chernobyl child victim). I know I have lived there from birth to about 5 years old. However, I believe that, with God's help, I have managed to keep a vivid record of my memories. I have had a memory or two of when I was 3 years old (no joke!). Alot of people don't believe me when I say that, (sometimes I don't even believe that I could have remembered that far back in my #life). But like I said, God has helped me and granted my wish to always remember my past. So, sorry for the long "introduction/disclaimer" but here is one of my most earliest (and most favored) childhood memory. I remember it was early evening. The other orphans and I had finished eating what ever food we were lucky to have. I remember, feeling "stuffed" (in my opinion at least), because it had been a while sence I would actually have been sent to bed with food in my stomatch. An older women had yeld and commanded the orphans to go to bed... but sourly looked at me and said "You! Stay right where you are." I don't remember being scared though, I was very confused though (and so were the other orphans). But, I did as I was told, and I stayed. I don't really know how long I had waited but, but I do know that I was really bored of waiting.... To be continued....