FUCK NO!
Even though I didn't endure any physical hardship like those child soldiers in Africa, I wouldn't call my childhood rosy by any stretch of the imagination. I had strict teachers in school, and my father was breathing down my neck about my grades (Asian level over 9000). Even though I had memories of doing nice stuff as a kid, travelling abroad and playing sport at times, it's also filled with academic pressure at a young age and overbearing parenting.
Now in my mid 30s, happily married, managing my own company, no real financial burden, one can make the argument that I wouldn't be where I am if I didn't go through what I did. Sure, but I wouldn't want to do that again.