When I Was Your Age Analysis

Along my life I would always hear my parents lecture me, reminding me of their lives by saying “When I was your age.” After hearing about my parent’s bright past for a while, I asked my compassionate father, Genc Dulaku, about a time when he was my age that he remembers till this day. The only thing that popped into my dad’s mind about his past as a 13 year old was his nostalgic memories at his grandma’s old traditional house in Dardhe, Korce. “Going to my grandmother 's house in Dardha always made me excited, reminding me of the great times I have spent there,” my father remarked. My father would always look forward to his outstanding summer breaks, as he was able to go to his grandmother’s house along with his two older brothers Artan and

“I wouldn’t always enjoy helping around with required chores, I was a child, II wanted to go out and play a rough game of football with my friends. I wouldn’t have helped around if it wasn’t for my family, which I knew I needed to help with chores in order to show my respect to my relatives,” explained my father. On the other hand, my uncles would go out into the charming town’s center to collect the daily portion of food that belonged to their family and brought the food back to their grandmother in order to prepare lunch. As lunch was over my father excitedly ran out the house to go find his friends so they could go explore the wilderness of Dardha. As my father reencountered his friends, they began to take a pleasant and random walk as they shared their stories. As soon as my father and his friends got deeper and deeper into the woods they would always stop time after time and observe their unfamiliar surroundings. During their occasional stops, they would find wild fruits, spot wild animals, and they would throw stones aiming towards nearby