If you had never experience this when growing up, then you missed "big time"


Sweet memories of the past.....
Growing up in a big family house, is one thing, I can't never forget in my life time...
Life was so sweet nd meaningful...
Full of laughter and joy...
Dancing and celebrating..
Eating and drinking...
Teasing of one another....
Mid night stories...
Baffling under the rain..
And lots more......


Wowwwwwww... Life was really meaningful back then.... Well, if you'd experience any of this.... Please share your thoughts......

I neva experienced any of this and happy enuf, I ddnt miss

Lol , u be mama caro pikin She was our neighbor den,lifeeee o life

2nd pix,we were jus two,me n my senior sis,so no much of that. the 1st pix sha.me n my friend Riliwan did that,back in ibadan in oyo state.




Mhennn i Rilli Miss Sweet old memories,where i hv ntn to fink of.when pussy was still pussy cat wen cock was still fowl,wen apple was a fruite


Ohhhh What a sweet old memory

Still did this in my secondary school... Whenever der was water scarcity, boys had to improvise... kankonians... Always repping

I am not the village type so I didn't experience any of this (thank God I didnt) and I am happier than most

Mehn those iron buckets tho.

You drop it you'll hear clang!! You carry it clang!!

Brings me lots of fun memories from the 90s. I remember bathing a few times with that iron bucket as a kid. I remember those krest and old bottles of yore. I remember my mother making moi moi with those tins.

When times pass, precious memories are all that we have left with us.

goodmorning40:
I am not the village type so I didn't experience any of this (thank God I didnt) and I am happier than most

Na wa for all these nlers and their "shared memories by force" o.

They must be making money from it.

Goodbye to 'GHETTO' living!

MARKone:
Mehn those iron buckets tho.

You drop it you'll hear clang!! You carry it clang!!

u no go kill me ooo, which one be clang, hahhhhhhhhhhhhhaa, I don laff tire