Just worrying about who is going to be the goalkeeper that day or maybe who would roleplay the hero this time, I can relate to those evenings with friends.
I have a nephew who is not allowed out of the house when it is too cold... I remember I used to go out without a sweatshirt when it was cold as Patagonia and nothing happened to me, if anything I developed some body defenses.
The funny part about my childhood is that the freshest memory I have in my mind is when my mom didn´t buy me a happy meal in Mcdonalds when i was about 9 years old haha.
We dont have awareness of mcdonald or jollibee during my childhood. Its not that it doesnt exist but we were too poor to hear and be acquainted by it. It's like the news couldn't reach our end because simply we could not just afford. Instead of wanting to for those food, we'll just spend our time hunting for some wild guavas and raw mango.