Napping - Now and Then.

 Write a description of a scene you remember from your childhood. Discuss how your current view of the scene differs from the view you had when you were a child.    
       


       My favorite season is always summer. During my childhood, summer for me did not consist of hours of video games or winding my eyes watching cartoons on the television, it was the time when I could easily be found in the corner of my neighborhood, spending time with the kids in my neighbor. We played traditional games such as hopscotch, marble, and jacks. I hated being interrupt in the middle of the game.
       Chinese tradition jump ropes was one of my favorite. One day, I just finished tying little, colorful elastic bands together to create a 3 meters long elastic string. With my new rope, I showed it to my friends and they were amused by how neat it looked. We had played for hours and my grandma came to look for me. Oh no that was my nap time!
      I hated nap time when I was little. I hated it so much that I usually would just laid down and stared at the ceiling. My grandma would yell at me with her long and thin wooden stick that came in handy, "Linh, I'm going to count to three and you would be dead if you're still awake.1...1.5...2...2.1...2.2...2.3...2.4..."and so on. It was either sleep or getting whips. She raised me up, so she knew that I was a stubborn child and usually did not close my eyes until she said 2.8. That was probably the reason why she usually counted at a slow pace and then she would scrutinized me until I fell asleep.
      With a kid's temper, I used to hate my grandma for that. Why would I need nap time when I already have about 12 hours of sleep every night? I wished that when I wake up, I would become an adult so I could spend more time with my friends instead of napping. But I was wrong, I am now almost 16 and sleeping is all I would ever ask for. With school, AP classes, sport and other after school extracurricular activities, my current earliest bedtime is 1:30. I miss the old time when all I had to do were eating, playing, sleeping and not to worry about anything else. I now wish that my grandma would be next to me at noon, with her wooden stick and force me to sleep again.