A Fun Word essays
Running all over the house, up and down, front to back, we used to have fun playing hide and seek or maybe just chasing each other. We would then come out of the house to ride those rusty and tired-looking bicycles, heading to a place where we could just have some more fun. If we were lucky, our parents would also take us on a camp trip or just to the park, either way the idea was music to my ears and I was sure my brothers thought the same way. The idea would bring pictures to my head; the running, jumping, swimming, and the idea of maybe discovering something unusual or extraordinary, would all bring me a great feeling of freedom, adventure and happiness. Once at home, a warm shower was the norm, but I didn't mind, I had my own ways of having fun in the shower too. A fantasy world! I liked to explore my imagination to its limits, and that bathtub was just perfect for it; building an imaginary world which I developed according to my idea of a hero, to my fears, and to that which I looked up to. The fact that I did all the casting satiated my craving for happiness. Yes, I was just having fun, but without noticing, I started to develop a sense for a fun word, a word that would describe somewhat what I felt or sometimes just bring a smile accompanied of old memories and new desires, and I thought, play, the word sounds great.
The word play has several different meanings; however, they all are bound to each other by the same link: having fun. I could look at the word play as an adjective or as a noun, the genders are many, but regardless of the way I want to look at it, I could always picture something fun in my head when I think of it. As a matter of fact, as I type this paper I am playing nice melodies which keep me entertained. Then I could think of the times when my friends or siblings have asked me to play a game with them, or just implied the word in a discrete manner. Why don't we go to the beach and play som