Memory My earliest memory of my childhood joy was when I was four years old. I was sitting on the kitchen counter next to my mom helping her fix dinner. I do not remember what we cooked but I do remember having fun with my mom‚ it was the first time she taught me how to prepare food. I remember my mom cutting an onion and the juice squirted into my eye; it hurt so bad I screamed and yelled. To this day I still do not like to use onions when I am cooking‚ for this reason I have someone else
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|Memories of My Town | | | |When I recall the days | |That saw my childhood of yore | |Beside the verdant shore | |Of a murmuring lagoon; | |When I remember the sighs | |Of the breeze that on my brow | |Sweet and caressing did blow | |With coolness full of delight; | |
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My Sweet Memories Tajuanda Parkes ENC 1101 - 1008 August 4‚ 2010 My Sweet Memories The greatest most memorable event that changed my life forever was getting the positive results from a home pregnancy test. This was an event that I can recant as if it were yesterday on any given day. The sounds‚ the scents‚ and the expressions of joy will forever be remembered. In my journey to make it official I will detail the day as if you were there at that time. The most blessed event of my life that
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while others can be unpleasant and boring. My Childhood Memory‚ I remember it like yesterday. I spent most of my early childhood in Nepal. Those days‚ Nature was my playground and nature was my toy. I have many special childhood memories but some are very special to me. It happened to me when I was in the 7th grade. I used to write poems when I was 11 years old. My grandfather was a famous songwriter. I wrote many poems in my childhood. My grandfathers‚ always encouraged me to be a good
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In every childhood there are many events that are memorable and influential because memories are a part of life. Without them life would be meaningless because we have no memories to hold on too. My most memorable childhood took place when I was about eight years old. I never imagined how my grandfather’s death would hold the most memorable event in my childhood but somehow it has. My grandfather died of the age of fifty four. He was everything to me and I adored him completely. I came to the point
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My Childhood Memory Kevin Kolbach One memory that really sticks out in my mind from my childhood is when I got my first skateboard. I remember for weeks after I spent hours upon hours outside on it‚ and I continue to ride to this day. It was the day of the party for my 8th birthday. I was outside playing basketball waiting impatiently for people to arrive. As they began to arrive a marveled at all the gifts being brought into the house. The party went slowly by as I waited to open my gifts.
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MY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES Childhood remembrances are always an undertaking If you’re a navy brat You always remember moving around With you three older sisters and a mother that is so proud And if you become famous or something They never talk about how happy you where when came home from deployment How ecstatic you felt to show him all new things Before he leave again And some how when you talk about home It never gets across how much The peace and happiness in the house because daddy
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talking to my best friend Gavin on the phone and he told me he was going to the homecoming dance with his girlfriend‚ Caty‚ at his High School in Lakewood. Gavin is tall with brown hair and glass. Caty is short and has light brown hair. I met Caty at my old job and I thought she was kind of cute so I decided to set them up. Talking to Gavin jogged my memory of a special time for me while I was a senior at Lakewood High School. My senior prom was full of wonderful memories. Dancing with some of my best
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very hard. Normally I would just shut my eyes back and spend the whole day sleeping. But not this time. I looked out the window momentarily and stared into the open space‚ then curled back to bed. I shifted towards the ceiling‚ paused‚ and before I knew it‚ found myself gazing intently at it‚ wallowing in deep thoughts. The rain always does that to me. It leaves me feeling nostalgic. When it rains bits of images play inside my mind non-stop. My fondest memory would have to be that one evening it
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When early childhood’s happy days In memory I see once more Along the lovely verdant shore That meets a gently murmuring sea. When I recall the whisper soft Of zephyrs dancing on my brow With cooling sweetness‚ even now New luscious life is born in me. When I behold the lily white That sways to do the wind’s command‚ While gently sleeping on the sand The stormy water rests awhile; When from the flowers there softly breathes A bouquet of ravishingly sweet‚ Out-poured the newborn dawn to meet‚ As
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