Moving~

I suddenly started reminiscing my childhood.
It could be considered as a typical childhood. Growing up with friends, studying hard, going to average-ranked high school. I, myself is a very ordinary person. Not the brightest but not the most dull knife in the drawer.

Like or unlike most people, I grew up in a small neighborhood in the outskirts of Richmond, B.C. As I went in high school, everyone referred to that neighborhood as the "Hamilton Area". Thus, I started calling it the Hamilton area (named because of the Hamilton elementary school situated in the neighborhood). I remembered very clearly in my mind the usual route I would take to go to school. My house was built in front of a mini park, so every morning I would cross the park and walk across across a crosswalk. As I continued my walk, a tiny bridge would allow access across an opened sewer to a small cluster of houses. As I made my way across the bridge and got into the middle of the small cluster of houses, my subconscious will automatically tell me to turn left and continue my way to school. After a 3 minute walk, I would be faced with another crosswalk. Just immediately in front of me would be what was considered as Richmond's newest elementary school (the building itself is newest of all the other elementary, during that time anyways). As I cross the crosswalk and made my way to the school grounds, to my left is a small playground where usually the kindergarten children will play before the start of class. As I made my way up the stairs that took me to the main foyer of the school, I can see the community center and the gym on my left, while on my right was the tiny library.
On each side of the library was two different halls that took separated the lower grades from the higher grades students.

In the surrounding area of the school was a small mini mall. There, a pizza parlor, hair salon, supermarket, two restaurants, and a bowling alley exists. I remembered back in grade 2, we had a class field trip to the bowling alley; the bowling alley wasn't anything significant and it wasn't even big, but we all had fun. The Chinese restaurant was a usual dining place for me and my family when we didn't have time to cook; the food wasn't bad either. If there was one place I loved the most as a child, it would be the pizza parlor there. Even now, I still think the pizza there is probably the best in all of Vancouver.

As a child, my life revolved around this tiny neighborhood and the ice-rank, movie theater and swimming pool that was 15 minute drive from this neighborhood.

As I got into high school, my high school offered school buses that would take me from the neighborhood to the catchment school near the city center. I was one of the lucky few who got to take a school bus to school everyday. Not many schools in Richmond offered school buses to their students. Although I complained a lot of how the buses were always late while standing in the rain or in the snow. Thinking back, I find it quite enjoyable, because I wasn't the only one waiting for the bus.

Growing up in this neighborhood was truly one of the best memory I have as a child. I was sad to leave it 3 years ago, when my parents decided to move closer to the city center.
Although you might or might no know how the feels. To me, it felt as if everything I knew was forgotten, and I had to start over again.
Although it wasn't painful, it wasn't exactly a happy moment either.