Childhoodmemories often leave a mark in one’s life. We always treasure andoccasionally remember them. In as much as we would like to rememberthe pleasant ones, we are helpless in trying to erase the badmemories (Leman56).They are equally vivid. As little children, my brother Nigel and Iwere always playful and rebellious at times. Being the older one, theresponsibility of taking care of Nigel was placed on my shoulders.When I was twelve years old, Nigel was ten. Mom decided we were oldenough to be left by ourselves in the house as she left for work. Sheset tough rules of what was not to be done in the house and theconsequences for failure to adhere were stipulated. Themost crucial rule was that we were not supposed to light up thecooker. “Never play with the fire,” she always said.

Mom’shouse rules were so strict that even when she was not around, we felther presence.Her words always echoed in my mind, and just a thought of breakingone of the sacred rules made me shiver. Staying indoors suffocatedour freedom. Not even watching movies could raise our spirits. Therewas no way we would survive staying in the house without breaking atleast one or more rules. The best alternative that we resulted to wasplaying in our compound. Nigel embraced the idea though he had nochoice over what I said. If we thought that by playing outside therewere no rules, we were dead wrong. There were rules that governed ourplay outside. We were to keep the house locked lest an intruder or athief entered. No children were allowed in our compound when mom wasaway, not even our closest friends, and the pond a few meters fromour house was off limit. We were warned countless times not to playnear or get into the pond.

Oneweekend we broke one of the rules.Mom left for work and as usual, Nigel and I were left to operate thehouse. The weather was warm and bright. Rays of sunshine piercedthrough the windows and lit the living room. There was no way I wouldlet the day fade away without enjoying myself I said to myself.Hurriedly I made Nigel take his breakfast, and as soon as we weredone, we took our kites and left the house. The thought of beingpunished made me remember to close the door.

Oncewe were outside, we started playing the game.we took our positions and let our kites free to see whose kite rosehighest. Occasionally our kites would be tangled, and we had to pullthem down to free them. We enjoyed the warmth of the morning sun asour kites danced in the air. Sometimes I held my kite back to letNigel’s kite fly higher, and when his was higher, he would laughand brag that he was better than I was. I knew I was good at it, butI wanted just to see him happy and smiling. That is what big brothersdo, right? Time was moving fast, and we did not notice that it wasalready lunchtime. The wind was getting stronger, and our kites werebeing brown towards the pond. We realized we were at the edge of thepond when it was too late. The cool breeze hit our hot faces much toour pleasure. “Let’s have a swim Nigel,” I said. He wasreluctant at first but with a little persuasion, I was able toconvince him. A swim would cool our bodies from the scorching sun.

Wethrew ourselves into the pond, and the thought of been punished coulddeter us from swimming.It has never felt that good. We swam for as long as our emptystomachs could allow us, which were not for long, and then we went tohave lunch. After eating, we decided it was best we stay in the houseso that mom would not find out that we were at the pool. We startedto watch a movie to pass the time. Mom arrived home a few minutesafter five o’clock looking all tired, so I offered to give her handwith the bag of groceries she held. She almost dropped the grocerybag when she saw me. I wondered why. ”She must be very tired,” Iconcluded. She let me take the bag without uttering a word and thenwalked to the living room and sat next to Nigel.

Isensed that all was not well but could not figure out.After taking the groceries to the kitchen, I went back to the livingroom oblivious of what awaited me. “Nigel, did you go to the pond?”mom asked. How did she know? Who could have told her? Nigel repliedto the negative, and the same question was directed to me.Stammering, I said no faintly. Her face turned pale and asked us totell the truth or face her wrath. Nigel said that I had convinced himto swim and it was against his wish. She did not let him finishtalking before she rained on me with some hard slaps and pinches. Itried to plead for forgiveness, but she could hear none of it. Shegave me a thorough beating. That night I was not allowed to havedinner. She told me that the next time we decide to swim we shouldat least take a shower afterward and apply some lotion to our bodies.Our dry skins betrayed us!


Leman,Kevin.&nbspWhatYour Childhood Memories Say About You and What You Can Do About It.Carol Stream, Ill: Tyndale House Publishers, 2012. Internet resource.


Running Head ESSAY 1


Religionis practiced in different ways, and there is the sacramental,mystical, way of silence, and activist approaches. In all the mainreligions, all these criteria are applied, but only one stands outfrom the rest. It is done so as to avoid religions from transcendinginto their contrary inclinations such as idolatry for sacramentalism,nihilism for the way of the silence, and secular humanism foractivism (Haught, 2002).

Thedifferent practices of religion all view the world in differentperspective, for the sacramental approach, the world is a place wherepeople ought to enjoy themselves on the variety of its phenomena.Mystical religion focuses on finding the inner unity, the one aboveall others. Apophatic or silent religion, on the other hand, isalways hesitant to disrupt the calmness of life with too many words,and activist religion is always focused towards making the world abetter place, they view the world as an opportunity to do something(Haught, 2002).

Thehuman population has those qualities that stand out from all of theirother qualities, and those qualities make an individual identify witha particular religious practice than all others. Since the humanpopulation has different personalities, the different types ofreligion will always have someone to practice them (Haught, 2002).

Themysticism way of religion has a focus on uniting an individual withthe ultimate reality. Mystics are conscious of the fact that humanand God are distant from each other, and work towards creating aoneness between them through meditation and prayer. The sacramentalway is that of manifesting life through symbols associated with thenatural environment, and these symbols are given value beyond theirordinary meanings. These symbols reconcile our personal states to thesacramental world (Haught, 2002).

Accordingto Haught (2002), the symbolic nature of sacramental religionsuggests that symbols will interpret the sacred mysteries to us.Therefore, the ultimate mystery is simply beyond our understandingand the only way to understand it is through likening it to persons,events and things in our day to day lives. But the activist religionis the view that objects are not to be worshiped, a conceptsacramentalism struggles to employ on its followers because some maytake symbolism as idolatry (Haught, 2002).

Withthe present intellectual climate, people are demanding for criticaland detailed information in describing phenomena. Generally with thesymbolic nature of sacramental religion, it is suspected of coveringup and obscuring things. In fact, the problem is with analogy, for itcannot explain what something is without symbolizing it, and thisapproach cannot drive the point home as to what is being discussed tothe present population. Leading to skepticism as people feel thatsomething is being kept from them (Haught, 2002).

Inthe mystical view of religion, people can understand that in alltheir beings and all they do they are connected to God. As a result,disconnecting from Him is impossible and with this realization comesan entirely new way of becoming human, by always searching for theprofound unity between their being and Gods being. To achievetranquility, they employ prayer and meditation (Haught, 2002).

Religionis focused on the uniting of man with God, and the best way is forreligion to employ all four perspectives in its teachings. Ifreligion uses the concept of enjoying the wonders of this world, byengaging them to form a deeper relationship with God throughappreciating all that is provided by trying to make this world abetter place, a harmony of religions is built (Haught, 2002).


Haught,&nbspJ.&nbspF.(1990). Sacramentalism, Mysticism. In Whatis religion?: An introduction(pp.&nbsp81-112). New York, NY: Paulist Press.