Though I don’t have the gift of keeping the memories of my life very vivid in my head, but there are those few moments that can’t go away that easily.
13..I guess a very special no in anyone’s life,even for me who have the tendency to forget what happened yesterday,I still can remember how it was to be 13 years old.
One thing I would like to say and it’s killing me,those years were full of a healthy dose “mn el habal”, and you know am right!!
It was the real step from childhood to the amazing scary world of teenage,the first time to experience the really ‘nice’ feelings of being a teenager, the thing about those feelings that they punch you in the face.Depression,Happiness and love.
Yeah..a very important part of any 13 years old boy-like it or not- is girls.
Girls at that age were more like legendary creatures,their worlds were completely mysterious,but yet boys feels attracted to them although they are not very sure why.
I can remember that any boy who would be successful and get closer to one of these creatures-e7m-one the girls would be considered a hero.If he actually talked to one…ya seeddddyyyy
One hilarious scene I can never forget, In my school and at a certain year that don’t remember exactly,the boys and the girls were in diffrent classes,and they had diffrent break times.
I can remember when we went down to our break,we passed by the girls classes,at that legendary moment (imagine some background music..legendary moment people am telling you!!!) every boy tries to breath as much air as he can to buff himself as if van dam going to break, and of course imaging the air blowing his hair to look even more handsome (of course he needed dynamite to blow his hair not only air..allah y7’rb beet el gel!!) ,on the other hand you can clearly see the teacher in the girls class practically talking to him self,while every girl pretending to hear him while actually looking at the passing amazing representation of manhood…us!!
and laughing those little girly laughs,and of course we boys felt really proud of it as if they were blown away by us,very touching right??
Also I can remember how desperately we needed to feel older and wiser,it was common to hear a boy saying “Damn..I didn’t shave for 3 whole days !!!” while he doesn’t have 3 hairs in his whole face.
As weired those days was,but in a way they were simpler,it was all about “damn it..I need to study” or “damn it..I like that girl” which is diffrent from now where it’s more like “damn it…what the hell is going on??”
A little glimpse of the 13 years old memories, hope you like it,waiting for your comments.It would be really great if you can share your own memories…if you dare 😀