Today in class we talked about five memories from our past. I talked a lot about the funny memory about my father and his rollerskates,but I am going to elaborate more on the warm memory. Growing up with a dozen or so cousins, it was always a packed house, especially around the holidays. We were always getting into something or another, good and bad. When Christmas came around, we always know what room the presents were hidden in, so my grandparents gave us a "gift" when we were young. They gave all of the grandkids a ribbon with a bell on it that we would wear around our necks. Everywhere we went, they would know because they could hear the bell ringing. Those things got me in so much trouble back in the day. When I went away for college, I felt as if things woud be different when I went home for the holidays. Instead, I was greeted by my grandparents and a shiny red bell an ribbon for me to wear.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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I am going to comment on your memory about your dad and the roller skates I thought that was the funniest thing ever. I had to come home and share this with my husband he also thought this was sooooo funny.
Great job on your blog! I enjoyed reading it. It makes me think of Christmas time with my family. It's important to cherish the memories, especially ones with family.
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