Omg I remember when my grandfather came to stay from pakistan and for sum reason me and my sis didn't like him. So we'd wet toilet paper and throw bombs at him when he was in his bedroom. We ended up with blobs of pink tissue on the walls where we'd missed our target *hides in shame*
We would never dare - we were terrified of my grandad as kids.:X
[MOUSE] Oh And I got another one of my silly childhood memories[/MOUSE]
When I was younger I used to read lots and lots of Enid Blyton stories you know, and for those who used to read her books, you know that plenty of her stories were about gnomes and goblins and pixies and witches and fairies and all what not. Well me being a little kid, I used to beleive in some of her stories . So one day I read one of the stories and it was talking about how some kids whenever they wanted something they used to leave a little note in the garden where the fairies lived and then the fairies used to give them whatever they wanted. And according to the book fairies lived in places where there were mushrooms and all that............and so I got quite excited because in the back of my yard we had alot of those little mushroom thingies growing
So anyway I got all my cousins together and we wrote out a whole bunch of stuff on little notes and we went to the back yard where the mushrooms were and left the notes there alongside with little presents for the fairies......ribbons and chocolates and all that
1 day passed.....2 days passed.......1 week passed......and still no response from the fairies!! :eek: me and my cousins were so pissed off!!! we were so mad!! we were like [MAD]WE'RE GONNA KILL ALL THOSE FAIRIES!![/MAD]
So we were looking for ways to kill the fairies and I remembered from another enid blyton book that if you say " I dont beleive in fairies " somewhere in this world a little fairy drops down and dies, so me and my cousins (we're raving mad now ) we go rush outside and start screaming WE DONT BELEIVE IN FAIRIES!!!! .....maybe for over an hour we were there chanting that.........
And then later on we were happy and gloating over the fact that we killed all the fairies.........................
So silly eh? I tell you, these fairy tales can really twist up a childs mind
Omg I remember when my grandfather came to stay from pakistan and for sum reason me and my sis didn't like him. So we'd wet toilet paper and throw bombs at him when he was in his bedroom. We ended up with blobs of pink tissue on the walls where we'd missed our target *hides in shame*
When my baby sister was born she weighed about 6 lb 9 and my little brother was only little and so he went to his friends and told them to tell their mums to get a baby coz they were only cheap about £6.09.
And the friends really went and told thier mums, which is how we found out.
when my cousin was 2yrs old she once made the room into a mess and when her mom came in and gasped, my li'l cousin cried ''ALLAHU AKBAR!'' and ran out the room!
havnt shared my funny moments wid u all yet.....my childhood.....was interesting....
firstly i use to call my mum 'big sister' and my granny 'amma', man bring back memories.......i wish my nani was still here......holding my hand..thru out.......one of my sad moments effected my life and there are others too...its was a very interesting childhood for me........
I hate dolls...wasnt too girly...dolls scare big time...like another human version....felt as if she was gna cum alive...lol...so i killed her.....threw da doll out of da balcony.......coz i heard this weird story frm my mate...frm den...stop playing it!
But wid my bro...enjoyed my days...proper blast.....footaball....bike riding...park...playstation..gameboy...so i was pretty like him.....
pink and red were my fav colour...now its like da most hatred colours....nobody will see me wearing pink....
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
My little cousin is 1 years old and his name is muhammed and when is almost time to pray or not even time to pray he say Akbar but actually he can't Allah Akbar all toghter and says Akbar Akbar and trys to pray like everyone else which pretty neat.
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Thats bareeeeeee jokes man!
^Peer pressure sis :'( lol*hides in shame*
. So one day I read one of the stories and it was talking about how some kids whenever they wanted something they used to leave a little note in the garden where the fairies lived and then the fairies used to give them whatever they wanted. And according to the book fairies lived in places where there were mushrooms and all that............and so I got quite excited because in the back of my yard we had alot of those little mushroom thingies growing
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